Unwanted Test

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They sat in the dark,

side by side.

For darkness is still,

upon the lake.

Spoken softness

of hearts unbound.

The shadow of the loons,

caught their eye.

The past remembered,

already set.

The loons that glide,

they hide in the dark.

Is this not the same,

for the two that spend,

grasping in the middle

of empty spaces.

Hearing the other,

learning to share.

Silence breeze caresses

the fear.

This takes the edge

off the unwanted test.

The loons will remain

on the lake at night,

in the dark they hide,

gliding.

©  CMM  2003

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