The Meeting

Poem by Reg Naulty

'There is no need for questions, presence surpasses explanations, the one sought is found.' | Photo: by Miah Rose on Unsplash

In the soul’s deepest recesses
there is a meeting like winds passing
and beholding each other
in mutual rapture.
‘You are here at last,’ breathes the soul
in welcome, ‘you have come’.

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