Out of your singing the endless awakes.

Your singing
comes through the mouth of pain
like
a tempest
in
a conch.

You who go there
in the depth of nowhere
where
miles and miles of silence wait

To teach you
about this unbothered state
called love.

You levitate
as the sunrise of your ocean.
out of you
the endless awakens.
And
a glow
that noone else can give you.