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MONTREAL NIGHT STROLL

Sunday, July 7th 2024

Montreal, Quebec


The following are my thoughts on a late night walk, The poem is called:


Montreal Night Stroll


When I shut the big wooden door behind

I knew that I had hit a fateful time

At an early hour lost to darkened streets

There at the mercy of Kali's unique treats


An explorational stroll then began

Down Rue Ontario where each man

And woman take to omnibus night vibrations

Of gross and sensuous sensations


Indifferent I am to the objects about

When some take to the bottle and shout

And others take to ganja, more calm

Quite far from chanting the name Ram


Sentiment is triggered of sections of the past

I'm glad I moved out of there fairly fast

What could be more pleasant in my now safety zone

When I have my beads and also my phone


A sole cricket makes a sound, an omen perhaps

It is tucked away in some clump of grass

It was saying, "Go back to bed and do it now

I know you are chanting, keeping to your vow!"


Gratitude overwhelmed me, thanks to guru

Spared me from being a party animal dude

With no worry, no care, only a mere though

When I return, would the door be closed and locked?



MAY THE SOURCE BE WITH YOU!
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