Reflecting Pool
At a time within my jouney,
somewhere before it's end,
A place was found to rest at,
somewhere between self and friend,
not knowing how I got here,
not knowing how to leave,
I knew this was the time to contemplate and grieve,
to my left I saw a person,
to my right I saw a man,
in the middle was myself solving what I can,
A merging of all three would only equal one,
yet I couldn't figure out how the math was done,
so not knowing what to do I packed my scattered thoughts,
and not knowing what to pack,
the three of me were knots....
Copyright © Bryan Dueck | Year Posted 2013
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