"Chance Encounters" Poems by Martin Lanaux: Truth

Saturday, October 23, 2010

A fragile prancing woman
courteous to the true belief
yet her disguise creeps upon me like the dawn
and I find myself making love to her ghost

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At 7:42 PM, sojourner's truth said...: He is the Un-You
His eyes shine and believe
Your eyes shine and hide
Here are the temple and silence
There were books and bodies
One reveals forever
The other with blind eyes
Vanished in shattering instant
And now nothing bound is broken
All things broken can heal
Yet I remember everything
There are lights that do not fade
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