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Here you will find the writings of the poet Theodore Waterfield

End and Beginning

Love at first sight
and I close my eyes.
I have lived too long.
What have I lost?
Did a part of my soul
go to sleep,
and never wake up?
Did a riptide
pull me out to sea?
Did a book tell me
when to die,
and I said, enough!
I can’t make it
back to shore. Enough!

The book I was reading
is the book of the dead.
A shore is one thing.
Its grains of sand another.
There is one lonely place
in my world, without end,
between end
and beginning.
Love at first sight happens.
It happened and may again.
But is once all there is?
Who knows,
when enough is enough.

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