A Curious Mind W(o/a)nders

Saturday, December 11, 2010

The Instant

Fire within, yet calm his bearing was;
Abuse him or jeer him,
applaud or extol him,
the calm never left his being,
the fire never dimmed...

He waited patiently,
ages and eternities...
It was as if time did not exist for him...

The fire as strong as always,
the calm, just as serene,
and he waited...

Waited, waited, waited...

Till the mists could hide it no longer,
The illusions, obscure it no further...

In an instant he saw it all.


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