There is no freezing eternity
Not time, not my picture, not video
Nothing can capture who I was
Though I bid you farewell
In a thousand soft loving poems
Thine, in my heart, lived
Where the soul dwelled
That soul that brought dreams alive
Not of my own volition
But for my love of you
That is the weather-beaten
Secret of the human heart
That the sun beams a thousand times
On our years of mirth and toil
To labour was simply another
Way of exercising love
For the world and those dearly possessed
For a few weeks, a few key interactions
That shall this be true, that
All good things come to an end
Should now love more, that once was lesse
All Elegies to their doom must last
In the rest of the moment’s embrace
That is where I left my soul
That is where I left my body
That is the favourite moment
Of such an ordinary heart
The purgatory where my life-force
Rushesth violently in melodious promising retorne.
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Wuji Seshat 
Beautiful and extraordinary poetry:
That is where I left my body
That is the favourite moment
Of such an ordinary heart
Out of body, physically transcending words Wuji.
Thanks Syl you never fail to see that in my work
You’re welcome Wuji. You always take me to another level when I’m reading, there is just so much more beyond the words.
Perhaps his only a reflection of your own innate spirituality my friend, thus I am beginning to realize about you…
Well, I appreciate that my kindred and spiritual brother…
You really are a great poet. Your poem holds much more than what its simple words convey. I really love your works!