Eye On Life Magazine

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Fortuna

my eyes full of salt
where is the mirror that remembers?
there is no ointment
to salve time

once you loved me
I'm sure of it

you love me still
I'm sure of that also

if the stars chart a course
or you chart a course by the stars
open your hand
no palm reader knows braille

what I saw but didn't understand
what I didn't see
and everything hidden
that no dove or raven found in me.

-- Miriam Sagan