There were many and I could not count
The traces left behind,
A cloud of smoke ring circling what
I did not give a name to,
Unattended in the solitary gesture of a
Fountain erupting colors of a rainbow,

Why was it hidden all these years?
The day light, evening and night
So soon behind veils disappeared,
And between thoughts of two extremes
The valley of light and the terror of unknowing
I began to understand this state of groping,

There were things
I could not perceive
Spiral like a shaded mystery somewhere
In the corners of my unconscious dreaming
Where I awoke to find
Your presence in me.


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