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when the heart and mind connect

something almost magical seems to happen inside

like a script that has already been writ

takes shape as emotions and ideas start to collide

for this quaint ailment though know that I do not

long for any soon cure

since what it does for my otherwise battered self

esteem makes up for the general blur

blur of what I once thought of as simple preoccupation

where now I know it is more so my intended station

the place I should proudly stand from here on out

fully erect and tall

writing all the while as I listen closely for my next

impending call

some said to be talents often appear in the form of a

simple hobby of passing

and their incredible reflection on the most shallow of

all souls is one filled with grounds for harassing

like some clandestine personal vendetta has unknowingly

to the rest of the world been made

while I attempt to rid it from my dreaded dreams

a humble good night to you, you must permit me to bade

so in ending I say

sleep well my fair tortured soul

for your previous tears cried

will remain with me forever

collected in this form of

A 'Sweet Remembrance Bowl'!..............

(written April 8,1993 am)