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Kurt F. Svatek, D.D.

Breitenau, Austria
Kurt F. Svatek, D.D.
Breitenau, Austria
Thursday, January 2, 2003

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.
Kurt F. Svatek, D.D.
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