michael haggertay Biography

There are strands of perfection
We strive to complete as a whole.
Encased in shells of imperfection.
It is a difficult journey.
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In from the silent winds of timelessness,
In from thicket of cloud and stalks of rain,
The lone seagull came.
In there world they have no law,
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I can only feel for those who have passed your window
And have never seen you reaching with silent hands.
Or those who have felt your breath on their neck
Only to turn to a void thinking a ghost has passed.
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You look at me and within me
I look at you and within you.
I see beyond your beauty.
You see beyond my sadness.
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From outside this misjudged distance a foot fall far from perfect
Shows that I am clearly stranded here.
I can only surmise your image cascading from outside,
As a road of two junctions.
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