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Christopher's a quiet, sheltered pool
Hidden well within a garden wall.
Remembrances of fragmentary bliss
Inspire him to seek the source of peace.
Silently he meditates, while leading
The exemplary suburban life, receding
Oddly into happiness. His lease
Passes like a slow, distracted kiss.
He discovers nothing. He finds no source at all.
Each day is ground and polished like a jewel.
Regarding life, Christopher's no fool.

Copyright by Nicholas Gordon. Free for personal or non-commercial use.

Audio and Video Music: The Scent of Cedars. By Philipp Weigl. Performed by
Philipp Weigl at the Free Music Archive under an Attribution License.

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