Vision Poem by Robert Mutsaers

Vision



Dense moments arise from our dust,
Like histories who prolong themselves,
In a chance for a shared reflection...

Purpose negates the powerful must,
Love thrives....and the wrong again delves,
In stance of humanity that evokes affection.

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Nairobi 31, November 2011
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