Thursday, August 03, 2006

question

by Karyn Huntting Peters

Looked I away from dawn's first pink mark
I, oh confidante, to feign foreknowledge none
Sunlight now shed on hidden once dark
Question now is asked in light this rising sun

Quiet I stayed, now questioner be
Stole my answer you, for both did know 'twas true
Voices two spake this question what be
Answer flows from one, its truth no more are two




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