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This may be why Moses had to climb the mountain,Why Muhammad had to live inside a cave. No doubt,
I am a lesser man, but I, too, know the emptiness,
And ache to find something to fill it. Stricken on my
Way to Denver, drained of hope ahead of yet another
"Crucial interview," I froze outside of Ogallala, had to
Stop. I found a room, and, three days now, I've driven
Out into these rolling, treeless hills, and stared at them,
A two-bit prophet, wondering (as those others did?)
If I'll receive a revelation powerful enough to keep
The emptiness at bay.
Poetry by Lawrence Beck
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Written on 2014-09-24 at 23:44
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