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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Title: The Concubine (A lone voice whispers) Sometimes I stand silent and still Just Staring up at the blazing hot sun Is there nowhere left For me To now quickly run No retreat or temple of Salvation After all is Said and done No matter how you preach Or shout For I've done all of this For you Lived this old life Swam the many emotional oceans Walked the dark lonely wastelands As the passing grey clouds Turned blue But When I stand silently still Under the blazing sun And close My deep green eyes Even though inside I see the shining beacon An innovative revelation Of a deep inner truth Even though The emotional Undulating oceans Still whisper your Still treasured name This fate I've chosen To be your concubine Numbs the fire and heat And keeps me eternally Frozen My time may be near for The grey mists are parting And it's all becoming rather clear I need to leave to start living and to Really breathe But I can still feel You Just running Through all of my pulsating veins And Those old ways Still haunt me Still Visiting in the quiet darkness At three They always remain But when The early morning sun rises And I open my eyes It burns them into tiny grey embers Sending them up high Into the blazing hot sun As I pause and bathe in its undertow As I watch the Autumn Golden leaves fall And hope break through All my Inner carefully Compartmentalized walls No matter where this life Goes I really know I'll just be ok Because I now know I'll rise And no longer fall When those familiar Memories Call Copyright John Duffy
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