MEDITATIONS ON 'GOODBYE'

MEDITATIONS ON 'GOODBYE'
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I find myself ambivalent to all

'Goodbyes' : for they can mean a premature

Finality, the hope things could be well,

Despite a closed and adamantine door.

Of course, I often weep to feel that door

Unyielding to my hand, through which no call

Is answered, the sense of firm bolts, with floor

Beneath, and frame around, a seamless whole.

Yet doors are curious: those of the soul

Or heart are closed with painful force, to bar

The entry of another heart, to tell

The lover thus: ''Keep out!... knock here no more''.

But as with doors, so paths encompass more

Than meets the eye: their twists and turns could pull

My feet along them---mayhap to a door:

Though ever, one locked door shall haunt me still.

~ Stanley ~
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