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[bodytext] => A distant stretch of road. A forgotten path. Upon, I did meet a stranger, as tall as the eldest tree. Through magic or some ancient trick, dissolved did he Into my lost soul and broken mind, and learned. Of past memories. Days smothered in light and Nights soaked in darkness. I, or he, saw joyful times and heard beautiful laughter. Faces of those who had lifted my spirits always, danced in twisting turns and rapid rhythm. Then, as if by his will, goodly days ended and dark nights Took it's form. Horrid specks of bruised images flooded my, or his, mind and then - nothing-. His eyes, like pools of liquid silver, widened and he Understood. I left that world because of those images...... At once, he left me, like a startled fish and formed once again, tree like. A wave of colour had splashed My surroundings, a heaviness had been lifted. Was this a dream? No! Something else. The stranger smiled. A scent, like sweet berries in spring, buried the scene. The stranger, with a nod like rain dropping from leaf to leaf, Turned and, with raised arm and crooked finger, pointed My course. Soft and somewhat stolid, the stranger departed. Now, with pain and memory bound in ragged rope, rope known To me, I continued on my journey. Through brightest light and sweetest Sound, I bounded over hillocks and desert sands. Past cascading falls of Clear water and cliffs overhung with blooming flowers and fragrant ferns. And then......Light, glorious and explosive, bore through my soul......Peace. My death was instant. My journey a lifetime. My arrival, infinite. [comments] => 0 [counter] => 169 [topic] => 49 [informant] => Natkingcole [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => mystical )
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