A Lost Mystic Poem by none .....
A Lost Mystic
Gently, calmly a mystic walks
Upon the rocky path
Up above him deep blue skies
Great white mountains far away
Till where the eyes could reach
The cool breeze winding through the gaps
Flows elsewhere and also flows by him, through him
Soon the summits shine
Under the sunlight fading away into the darkness
And the mystic disappears there & then
Never to be found again…
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5/4/2024 2:21:16 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Nice little poem with wonderful imagery!