Afghan Reflections by Terry Douglas
You are invited to visit My New Afghan Reflections Page
for my thoughts on my time spent there.
Chelsea Hotel, N.Y.
Posted on Thursday, January 21st, 2010
For all you New Yorkers who have known love —
“Chelsea Hotel, N.Y.”
Dim drab once grand
He waits for her
Stolid along
A gloomy corridor.
Hoarse whispering
He is not heard –
A call for boldness,
Consciousness freedom.
Instead drear light
Dims further – silence;
His vision undiminished,
He waits – patient,
A spirit refreshed,
Undaunted by sterile mentors
Preaching fear fire,
While coveting love.
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