But She Is A Caring Soul - - - Poem by Ray Quesada

An Angel sleeps next door

on my neighbor's couch

I can tell her soul

has been troubled

- -But she is a caring soul

<>Gently, she laughs

or gives an all-knowing smile

as mysterious and quiet as a storm

Gently, she laughs

with young and brilliant

inquisitiveness, and that same

ancient confusion that is deep

within the soul

of every beautiful

living being<><><><>

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- - - -

What is that painful event

from her life, I wonder?

The one she keeps chained to

her heart?

The one she keeps

tucked away

there

in the corner of her eye?

...And can she see the ones

I keep tucked away in mine? ?

-5: 40 p.m. -> 6: 14 p.m., February 13th,2013-