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Ciel Noir Mar 2019
A word gains new meaning
Every time it is shared
Until it becomes
A poem unto itself
Ciel Noir Mar 2019
Crescent Moon
Smiling outside my window
Good morning to you
Ciel Noir Mar 2019
Harmony
Between synchronicity
And tranquility
Ciel Noir Mar 2019
I walk by the river
And listen to Saint-Saƫns
Speak of the Devil
What a beautiful swan

I walk through the forest
And listen to Clair de Lune
Speak of the Devil
What a beautiful Moon
Ciel Noir Mar 2019
There is an ocean deep and dark and vast
Upon our sunny island grows one tree
As each new branch emerges from the last
The song of life becomes a symphony

We gaze out longingly across the deep
But there is only so far we can go
What secrets might that dark horizon keep
Our island is the only home we know

We look out on the waves along the shore
Our messengers sail out into the sea
And although we have found islands galore
We still have yet to find another tree

We wonder as we sing into the dark
If we will find an answering chorus
And if beyond the sea when we embark
We will find not one tree but a forest
Ciel Noir Mar 2019
Though we speak our different words
Though we wage our different wars
We all live on the same world
We all follow the same star

On the surface we are violent
Sound and fury, fife and drum
From the darkness we are silent
From the darkness we are one
Ciel Noir Mar 2019
Trembling
I lift my burned fingertips
Once more to the flame
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