eternal return

I

I return
from the white moon
to the tea
in the leaves
of the eternal
mulberry tree.
upon the lips of silk
the thirst
white
to your own
my love
returns.
we drink…

II

eternal
not even the return to the shore
the eternal shore
of the wave
the eternal wave…
for it is never the same
the drawing on the sand
the eternal sand
when departs
eternally departs
the wave…
nor is it the same
wave
the eternal wave
returning
eternal drawings
but never the same
to the same
eternal
shore…


© 2006 Alexandra* ~ OneLight*®

(I would like to apologise once more for my irregular participation in this forum's activities and very infrequent interaction with you all here in AD. The reasons, of which the main one has been the ongoing frantically busy tendency of this summer, do not include any lack of interest in your works, which I continue to read as the opportunities arise and so many of which I sincerely admire and enjoy. Please accept, also, my heartfelt thanks for the patience, support and encouragement so many of you have nonetheless blessed me with, and be certain of my affection and great appreciation.
With warm hugs, your friend and fellow author,

Alexandra*)