Timeless Peacocks
They sit in the middle of the room, each
A universe of their own, each a resting bird
Laying in nature. They sit there, calmly and
Timeless, while the world moves around them.
Their feathers open up, and play with
The wind, while the passing by spectators
Admire their colors and their size, yet
They don’t move, they’re still in time.
If they could speak of all of the eyes
Who rested in their bodies throughout time,
Their stories wouldn’t end, but they keep
Quiet, and enjoy as the time passes by.
Two peacocks opening their feather arms
In the middle of a bright day,
Two rattan and reed peacock chairs
Reminiscing of long gone times.
They are timeless, and never shy,
They know the room belongs to them.
Two peacocks with open feather arms
In their own world, with no time.
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