the wise man mutters a prayer
flails his arms in the air
tells me i should not care
about the material world
he swirls in a trance
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Valley of Shadows (a poem)
He traversed the valley for days
seeking the ancient one who’d provide
nourishment to his ailing soul
words from a holy mouth that
would unlock secrets of his inner-being –
sloshing through thick mud, the traveler perceives him
through the fog –
the figure of the ancient man
glowing, golden in the valley of shadows.
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