Exhuberant Stranger

Exuberant Stranger

The man said, “Carpe diem,” “Seize the day,”
but all my nagging doubts won’t go away.
And yet this sultry stranger helps me cope…
an independent joy that clings to hope.

My slipshod habits hold me faraway,
The blustery spirit winds that bid me stay
in miserable haunts in corridors of my mind,
where lingers every fear my heart can find.

And still my spirit forces me to climb…
invert my fears to something yet sublime.
The still exuberant stranger bids me pray.
The man said, “Carpe diem,” “Seize the day.”

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