A Fortunate Meeting. Poem by PAUL COLVIN

It was as though a fresh wind had come
To me and awakened within my inner self
All that I thought dead.
No confusion, no remorse, no guilt
Just a passion flowing
Through each and every living cell
Ecstasy replacing all negative senses
Like a gushing river it fills me,
Flooding its way to the very core
Of a simple man, whose words
Are brought about by a chance meeting,
A very selfish mistake
But I am so glad I was that selfish man
Once.