Beautiful Medusa

at that moment
i was silenced,

because
it was too beautiful

and it was my first time
being in touch

and being touched
by beauty.....

the rest
fell silent
as though everyone
in that very moment

turned into
stone and
cliffs and rocks
and sands

it was the transformation
into manhood

an evolution into an awareness

that when beauty
hits us
straight in the heart

we cannot
at the core
talk anymore...

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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