Kurt F. Svatek, D.D.

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The clicking of the rusty lock,
a hollow creaking of the ponderous door
the breathing of the knotty-pine floor
a light fluttering of the air
...

To seek one's self, to go find one's self
can the wanderer, still frightened by old dreams,
only far away from the big cities.
Step by step
...

3.

My God is one without soldiers
who smash each other's heads
in His name,
without any hierarchy,
...

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In The Harbor

The clicking of the rusty lock,
a hollow creaking of the ponderous door
the breathing of the knotty-pine floor
a light fluttering of the air
the peering of shiny eyes
and the reassured sour advised:
You are at home.

The adventures beyond are forgotten,
the blood is no longer circulating wildly
and the waves are not pounding.
To each other we now belong:
a grateful look,
the warmth of a smile
and a long holding of the hand.

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