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Written 28 October for: I Do Not Know Or Other Poetry Contest of Hilo Poet

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                                                       I do not know why I`m so sad
                                                  While the external me seems glad,
                                                   Why I wear a sweet shining smile
                                                      In the midst of deceitful guiles,
                                             Why I keep peace with foes and friends,
                                                 Opting to speak truth with my pens.

                                                     I do not know why loneliness
                                                 Trails my grey veins with cosiness,
                                                     Why I gaze at the distant star
                                                Some thousands of light years afar,
                                                     Why I stare at the sky at night
                                               Brightened by the moon`s silver light.

                                                     I do not know if I frame verse,
                                               Out of Lord`s grace or Satan`s curse,
                                                 Whether I hum the sparrow`s song
                                                Or whether my tweets fall headlong,
                                                      If they impact reader`s heart
                                                  Or blown by winds, they fall apart.

                                                       I know not why I cherish hills,
                                                       Why I relish strolling in fields
                                                      Why I yearn to glare at flowers,
                                                     By the roadside, hour after hour,
                                                  I know not the shape of my dreams
                                                 Or what their hidden meaning seems,

                                                         I know not if I shall receive
                                                     Replies to what I can`t perceive,
                                                     Perhaps the response lies within
                                                        As day by day I keep seeking,
                                                     Perhaps l shall wait for the breeze
                                                   To whisper replies through the trees.
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