The Mine: The Find Poem by Atef Ayadi

The Mine: The Find



When
I am lost,

I look for eileen

deeper
into my mine;
digging more and
carving the walls
and pillars of my golden memories.

i look for eillen's
eyes
to light
and fire the darkness
of my long
and vague
treasured mine.

but,
eileen
is not just

a map
or
a light
for whom lost his way.
like me.

eileen
is an archeological
human
vital
find.

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