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A PLACE WITHIN With soles worn and body weak Traipsing along well-worn trails Gnarled knees and a twisted back And a mind full of human tales A path framed with rolling grass Empty of any human voice Desolate to the ordinary man But tis ...

A PLACE WITHIN

With soles worn and body weak

Traipsing along well-worn trails

Gnarled knees and a twisted back

And a mind full of human tales

A path framed with rolling grass

Empty of any human voice

Desolate to the ordinary man

But tis his only choice

Eyes that see only inner sights

Ears that hear the past

Lips devoid of any sound

And a body that cannot last

The creaking rocker slows to a halt

Closed eyelids flicker in pain

A hand fluttering to his chest

As he returns to the rolling plain

© danLrene 1996

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