The Silence Beyond Eden

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The Silence Beyond Eden  The sky, dust-laden, wears the stains of ash, while restless souls gather pearls of eternity, yet their hunger remains unsatiated. Frontiers bleed, dreams crumble into ruins, and nameless children inherit an unknown Eden's ashes. Once, your footsteps consecrated the earth, your breath sanctified the wandering winds. Now, iron and fire dictate the fate of spring. Who taught the flowers to fear their blossoming? Perhaps the giants still play their ancient game, moving kingdoms across the chessboard of the earth, while pawns of flesh and blood vanish beneath their shadows. And you remain silent, beyond the ruins of paradise. Is your silence the final mystery of creation, or the permission through which the giants reign?
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Rain Stopped

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 Rain Stopped

Rain stopped

only to return—

to make the earth wet,

to cool and calm

the fevered soil,

to satiate

the dry throats

of trees

and waning birds.

Rain stopped

only to return—

to make the mind

cool and still,

after wandering

through deserts

of burning heat.

By Goutam Roy 

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