That moment

That moment when a film you

have watched or a book that you read



beyond your guts, your brain

and your heart and your mind,



into those deep ravines of that unknown

part of you yet longing to be discovered

and strikes


a chord there very gently which leads to

an eruption of ancient memories you

once cherished


and buried, some willingly others unwillingly,

in which you saw yourself outside this world,

in front of


a million smiles and tears, or perhaps even

in Louvre where outside amongst the deluge

of human


faces thousands of pigeons take off majestically

into the air spreading their wings and

their chests.


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