One Stormy Night

By poetjude

Sun, 12 Sep 2004
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One stormy night I met myself,
Reflected not in oily pools,
Frightened she had run from him,
So gravely sinning unaware
Awareness comes and see how far
I have to go to get back home.

One stormy night I met myself ,
Reflected not in oily pools
A dying road, the path is lost
An empty shell of humanity.

(1989)

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