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Wednesday, January 8, 2014

The Last Avenue

Valley : view of the biblical Mount Tabor and the Arab villages at its foot

Breathtaking somewhat distant where roams her eye
Sweet paradise disappearing from clear sight
Walking, she picks a lullaby
While taking steps that equaled her conquered style
and that of a wanderer..

Traipsing among clustered growth, she weeds away her time
Tipping along a pebble that cut her grime filled sole
Echos of the distant keep her trudging along her route
To the distant - the last avenue she once knew..

Frame the glory that took her by a storm
of a heave and a sigh did she leave after her adorn
A quiet rapture that tickles her thoughts on fire
The Last Avenue - the distant thunder is now no more..

Que sera - someday it shall be so
The wanderer and me,  a quieted soul among the old..

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