A Dark Greeting
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Barry Middleton
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The darkness of the night
is veiled in overcast;
and stars reveal no light.
I gaze across the sea;
no sail is visible,
no ship to comfort me.
The whisper of the surf
recalls a spirit quest
beyond my humble birth.
To die in paradise,
provides a just reward,
and I have paid the price.
I cannot ask for more;
this is my journey's end
upon an empty shore.
Alone amid the gloom,
with silence palpable,
I turn to greet the tomb.
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