'Between [Salvos]'

What fateless resonance is this?
Some desolation plaguing the realm of my mind.
Comfortable rhythms drench the anguish,
lulled into an uneasy peace;
the hatred drains away.

Fading , failed , fickle hereunto.
These inane details,
some improvident agenda;
the realm of worthless fools.

Her whisper pierced the veil.
Sweet and warm she remembers me,
as fondly I do, her.
The desert wide, of shifting sands,
the faithful western golden bands;
before blessed Narayan.

'Between [Salvos]'

Laszlo Totka

Sydney, Australia

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