The Stranger

The ‘stranger’ had nothing to do with what was happening.
Calm and thoughtful of it she stood.
Speechless …………………
Yet accustomed to the unfolding events.

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one day I see the ‘stranger’ once more
Overwhelmed with a mystifying joy
Feeling anxious
And not knowing why
I stood still.

Resolving to solve the ‘strangeness’,
I embarked on a far-off passage.

Reaching the shores of understanding
I found what I was looking for
A feeling without lust, greed or anger
Fills me in…..

And gone was the strangeness.