TURTLE WORLD





                     It was not

                   until  I loved          

                  you  that I knew         this

                 kind of dissatisfac-    tion; for 

                then I could contrast    the times 

     you held yourself to you - and made no room

                for me in that turtle

             world              of yours. 





Trinka Powers - copr.1973


SEARCHING





			Searching, searching...

					Always searching,

			Like the waves

					Upon the sand.




			Reaching in to

					Find a meaning,

			Reaching out to

					Find a hand.










Trinka Powers - copr. 1973
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