Poems old and new

Visionary gleam

Visionary gleam


Wearied of tormenting
memories of a glorious
past, I lose myself in lingering
visions of a captivating future
that make me breathless.
I envision empty rooms with
wide open windows to a world
perfumed by the fragrance of
adventure, ecstasy, love, gratitude
and knowing what is the best.
My solitude, thus decorated in a string
of right modes of perception changes
dark hollows into vistas of beauty,
hope, humility and good companionship.


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