darkness precedes the light
dry wind whispers before the rain
eclipsing shadows move overhead
unknown presence observes quietly
panoramas of life all around
individual experiences woven as cloth
cloaking tightly our innermost needs
for here is the essence of why we breathe
From – 1000 Voices
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Copyright 1993
Patrick M. O’Neil
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Reference: Collection 11, Poem ID= 335
