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(A lone voice whispers)
Are we just always reborn
And made to look for love like lonely lost fools
Only to always lose it
To try to find it again
Are we made to be heartbroken to seek someone new
To take away the pain
Is that one of Life's many Mysteries Schools
Unspoken rules
Are we born alone like lonely lost figurines
To seek friends or new experiences to help us reach the end
And at our end
Are we just human
Men and women just constantly reborn
To atone for sins
Perhaps committed when we were first here
All those years long ago
Way back when
When Love was original and free
And humankind could be anything it once prayed it could be
I once met someone
Who noticed me
One day as I waded knee-deep into the Holy See
By the Rowan Tree
I met a lady in white called Annabel Lea
Her name is still a beloved red rosary full of happier times
And for a short time, we lived and loved getting up early in the low country
But like all things in my life
They are now just broken dreams and waiting for my time to end
By the Great Mortal Rock
I now stand upon
As St Peter
The Keeper of Keys
Looks on
I sometimes wonder in the quietness of this darkness
Does she still remember me
My beloved Annabel Lea
Or the day we first met
Many years ago
In late November
When her dim yellow light
I once did see by the Rowan Tree
By the sea
In these moments
A painful thought still lingers
Will death make me forget her like the winters winds soon
As it blows so effortlessly in from the West
Am I but a mere footprint in Times logbook of wet never-ending rhymes
And is her love for me one of this life's subtle sins
The toll keeper in the Great In-Between
Peter
Will eventually find and call in
When in due course I'm reborn again
To start a new campaign
To pay for all my previous crimes
When I once left my true love as I died
And left her tragically behind
By the Rowan Tree
In Holy Galilee
(C) Copyright John Duffy 2022
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