Become blurred images in the fading sun
The people metamorphose into moving shapes
Strange fractals coming out of nothing and moving into nothing
Amidst the moving apparitions I try to spot the beloved
It seems like looking for a needle in a haystack
In the whispers of the night, my ears wait
To hear your mellifluous voice drown the distant din
And yet all I hear is distant cacophony
All I see is colorful blurs in the fading light
And yet, I continue the journey into the night
Where dreary darkness seems to be all I see
Hoping to see Sunrise in the form of your love
Hoping to be in the healing presence of your beauty
As I amble around in the darkness unable to find my way
Suddenly I see hope in the horizon by the sight of the rising Sun
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