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Still point

Still point

A still point in the rush of life’s ferocities
In the dragon’s lair fire
Like time’s shadow
High and dark upon the
Looms to frighten us all
With the perpetuality of rush
Rush, rush
Pell mell.

Yet tolls the bell
Calling us all
To the end of time
Sounds loud and quiet
We  seek silence
To quench our souls
To find eventually
—— peace ——

(Can’t read my handwriting)

Malcolm D BMunro
Saturday 24 March, 2018

Written in London on the ocassion of my showing
at TOAF London.


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