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epilogue
I stare into the doe-eyed pond
Do I leap or do I stay?
The ripples hide what lies beyond-
But never seem to correspond
With what I know swims in this pond
Arise sweet water! Beckon to this, my will, my soul!
Wave of love consume me whole!
Watery fingers, splash and roll!
Pray, tell me I should plunge within
My final leap; my final stay
Beckon my soul to this water! My sweet will, arise!
What ripples hide beyond the lies?
© Graham Soult, 27 July 1998
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