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- Of A.K.
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- There did appear unto mine eye and mind
- A vision of perfection still and clear.
- A voice came to me from swiftest wind,
- Told me to look, to fill my soul, not fear.
- And on the image, dark and light, gazed I.
- To see, to sense, to look on beauty born.
- And what beheld, I knew not what, not I,
- My countenance did fall, my spirit torn.
- Then veil did lower, as a rain begins;
- 'Twas light, yet smooth, the curtain fell to ground.
- I knew, 'tis true as that the Earth doth spin,
- 'Twas she, no less, no more, no breath, no sound.
- As ever-still as light of single star,
- She stands, 'fore me, not near, not here, not far.
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- March 12, 1995
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- Copyright (c) 1995 Andrew S. Damick
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