Enlightenment
Every now and again
you look at me from
the corner of your eyes
and give a teasing smile,
Are you playing with me
or falling in love?
Like a fisherman
reeling in his catch,
you have me hooked
and I thrash about
holding on to my last breath.
As the mist at dawn rises
and takes over the landscape
blurring the vision,
My yearning for you
is leading me astray.
Lost haplessly in your thoughts
I seek deliverance
like a mendicant seeking
enlightenment.
~A Brian Strand contest
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