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Her
Epiphany
He sat thinking about
Her coming epiphany,
Wondering which
Direction it might take,
Of course all things
Wild and wonderful
Dance before your eyes
When imagination is let
Loose from its leash,
And then there are the
Shadows, the grey zones,
Strange he thought how
Epiphany is a regular
Occurrence for some
And not ever for others,
Could hers be a mystical
Awakening he pondered,
Interestingly enough he
Remembered he was born
On Epiphany and smiled
At the thought, isn’t every
Conception, every birth,
An epiphany.
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Stephen Nesbitt ©
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