Sanctuary – a poem

Long sought for sanctuary found as strange

A wonder, reality apropos of another time

When less were considered tropes of today.

Or were they ignored? Dry concerns drowned

By unwillingness to see, to accept hard truths.


Where lies the truth? Empiricism means nothing

When reference points ride into the dank void,

Abandoning all sense, the difficulties of life

Found in new lights, new perspectives earlier

Subsumed in the glow of today’s aims, circling.



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