The cosmos is silent,
The stars shimmer behind
The floating silver clouds.
The autumn stopped
Counting her fallen leaves.
The early winter is coming,
Bringing chills in the dark.
The full Frost Moon is busy charging
Precious stones and ancient sigils
That are carved on the face of the earth.
I gather her celestial dust
In my palms and amass
All blessings of this mystical Universe.
I am chanting to all silent nebulas above.
Tonight, I’m a tiny part
Of this cosmic silence of LOVE.
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Cosmic Silence of Love
by Petrouchka Alexieva
Petrouchka Alexieva is an anthropologist with emphases in Ethnomusicology and Balkan culture, music and its Diaspora. She was born Bulgarian, but has lived in USA for more than 25 yrs.
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