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THOUGHTS PENNED ON A DARK AND RAINY AUGUST NIGHT
Shadows stalk
Threatening me
Like savages
From a previous life.
People shout about
As if others around
Are deaf to everything.
Some old women
Cannot reconcile
With their wrinkles
And gray tresses.
Some are glad
That their husbands
Have finally died
And given them
The loose rope
They always wanted
In their married lives.
Some men weep
And remember
The times when
They did not need anyone
To take care of them.
Some young maidens
Are worried and waiting
For the men who said
That they loved them
And made them pregnant.
Some minstrels
Still sing love ballads
And make some like me
Pause and think
That there is love
And lovers still alive
In this otherwise
God-forsaken world.
And then this lovely
Beloved rare woman
Who dotes on me
From far far away
Makes everything
Look pure and wonderful
And I know that
In this world of hate
I am lucky to be loved
By the very best of all
Women who live
Just to love and be loved.
Adorable Aphrodite
And her Ardent Orion
Will always adorn the array
Of clusters in the night sky
Of souls moving to and fro
Just wondering all along
In their spiritual state
About the undying power
Of God-blessed true love.
