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Questions

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Am I the light on a butterfly’s wing
Or the first breath of frost on the glass
Tracing an echo of feathery fronds
As I watch the pale, winter-light pass?
Am I the ripple of laughter you hear
In the cold of the loneliest night
Or the sweet breath of heaven that captures your heart
With a sigh of delicious delight?
Am I the darkness engendered by fear
That smothers your hopes at inception
That dread, baleful lens, the distortion of joy
That falsifies every perception?
Am I the glamour of star spangled nights
Where the ritual chant breaks the silence
The temple is clouded with mystic perfume
And the circle burns in false defence?
Or am I the whisper your heart barely hears
The still, silent voice of tomorrow
The kernel of beauty behind the façade
That embraces each new joy and sorrow?

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