Living In Oblivion - Little Inner Smile

The very blessing of an early solitude
Birds and planes and stars never left
Through the window the cold arrives
In return shines a little inner smile

Constant silent roaring, the seasons change
The outside world sneaks under the skin
Through the window the air arrives
In return shines a little inner smile

Slow motion comets, Pilinszky's scattered thorns
Distant clouds, thundersbolts, metaphors
Through the window the thrill arrives
In return shines a little inner smile

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