Standing in darkness
Before a pool of water lilies –
Lamplight shadows for company
And some coins in your hand
To toss for good luck.
One last prayer
Might be all you have
Before you go.
No promise
Of miracles.
No way to know if
Only you
Will hear.
You could finally answer
To what your life
Was made of:
How much was Love,
Or Fear,
Or Duty.
But you already
know that,
Don’t you?
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