Sweet, dark, naked earth
that the liquid light shines through and shines through,
on it's way to oblivion, on it's way to void,
down past the roots
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Upon taking a second look and feeling haunted by the depths
and yet somehow reaching to enjoin this fasinating journey down
past the roots where the wheel of life toys.... and taking in a deep
breath as the poet brings the conclusion like a huge symphony
orchestra coming to a finality.... Brings a haunting feeling to me....
Jim Troy
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Upon taking a second look and feeling haunted by the depths and yet somehow reaching to enjoin this fasinating journey down past the roots where the wheel of life toys.... and taking in a deep breath as the poet brings the conclusion like a huge symphony orchestra coming to a finality.... Brings a haunting feeling to me.... Jim Troy