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A VERY DEEP WELL    

I went nowhere and found myself.
Not this body. Not this mind.
Just this nothing.

A very deep well, nowhere to be found.
Not here, not there,
but everywhere.

Glad I found nowhere and found you there.
Why not stay here,
there's nowhere to go.

Oh, so silly this journey was,
from seeking to seeing.
I was nowhere, here already.

maury lee ~ 4/8/2008  

 

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THE PHANTOM

 

The I of the phantom

still asks questions.
But when he looks in the mirror,
there is no one there.

 

To whom shall the reply come?
asks the phantom as he fades away.
Home at last. Home at last.

 

maury lee  ~ 4/8/2008

 

 

 

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