These dreams of mine
I give to You
My heart and eyes
Settle on Nepal
Yet my ears hearken
To a shushed voice calling
Still, not weak
Steady from the East
My eyes look north
But are drawn eastward
As if in a dream
Where is it from?
My foot steps north
Yet falls in the East
My arm reaches north
But is grasped from the East
Macedonia has a new face
The eyes, thin
Faces yellow
Eyes yearning for love.
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