Max Reif

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The Gift - Poem by Max Reif

I began unravelling
The ribbons
On Your Gift

Firmly believing
I knew
Who I was.


By the time
Unwrapping
Was complete

The whole Universe
Had become the Present

And there was no one
To receive it.

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  • (6/23/2005 10:09:00 AM)


    Oh we metaphysicals love the glorious play on words... (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, June 23, 2005



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