Fear

Klee, Paul, 1879-1940; Gespenst eines Genies, No.10 (Ghost of a Genius)

Paul Klee

A breeze this morn reminds me when
everything was safe within.
Before the storm of careless youth,
when rarely did I seek the truth.
I cherish time that has clearly surpassed,
destruction pushing toward shadowed morass.
As presently the new-found sun appears,
I shan’t ever lay eyes on irreverent fears.

(c) Rick Stassi 2017

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