The Pepperman and the Sacred Secret
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The question, What is the meaning of life? has been asked by billions of people over thousands of years. Waht is the truth? is it a SACRED SECRET?
I opened a door and saw a magnificent being.
It's hard to describe just what I was seeing.
I checked me surroundings, I was very unsure,
A pleasant adventure or fanatical tour.
A fascinating sparkle inside of her eyes.
I asked myself the question why?
Where had she been? What had she done?
Who is this being? And where is she from?
She said, I can't take it with me.
I must leave it behind.
I'm passing it on to you at this time.
Passing what? I was poised to ask.
At that very same moment a magnificent flash.
Then it hit me. I was momentarily blind,
I was blown off my feet and on my behind.
What was that sparkle, inside of her eyes?
And what was passed on without saying good bye?
07222017
Copyright © Michael E. Harris | Year Posted 2017
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