A Quest on Overdrive … :)

An eccentric rambler on life's lessons and mercies, found and lost… :)


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You…



just a couple of weary shells
on a lonely beach.
a couple of tired purposeless
shells.

till a grain of a fraction of
the golden sun
slipped between.

the pain started; endured
and crystallized as a drop of
tear

into a liquid opaque milky
pearl.

a beginning with you.
a realization of beauty.

my empty lifeless eyes
fill with tears….


17 March, ’84

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