I walk towards myself,
As though I face me, in the lounge.
There I sit by the fire,
With creasethebrow thoughts on my mind.
I sit down, beside myself,
I hold my hands as my surprised face looks up,
To see me there.
I will look into my eyes
Into the hidden dark and hidden light
Then, I will embrace myself.
I will receive myself with love.
J Graser
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