Ron Koppelberger
Distant Mirage
Existence in desert exodus and desolate abandon,
The distant mirage, shimmering, swaying, wavering in rhythm
With the seductive beauty of an exquisite blossom and a
Pregnable dream of eternity, the idle suspirations
In hymn and prayers of contented silence, A sure perfection
Blazon near the twilight fray, By sand and warm breaths
Of desire, the gentle smile said in passions
Allure unto the far side of a distant vista.
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