you are not a stranger here <br />in the depths of my mind <br />treading water in the <br />unkown where even I, <br />the author of my thoughts.... <br />have not mastered the fear <br />of the deep <br /> <br />you are not a stranger here <br />in the hallways of my heart <br />where the walls cast a dim <br />glow, yet the echos promise <br />a repeated dream of morning <br />returning after night returning <br />after morning.... <br /> <br />you are not a stranger here <br />you have been furnished with <br />the map, the compass, the <br />strategy and <br />the key.... Thank God <br />you are a good swimmer<br /><br />YURI DURAAN<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/treading-water-6/
