"Guru" November 1998 ----- June 1999
Local Indian Dog
Before I left I looked back at him.
The immense sadness in his eyes made me cry.
Maybe it was the feeling
that I wouldn't look in his eyes again.
The intensity of his eyes kept me with him for a few seconds
but the pression outside was too high
he was bound to lose.
Who knows how lonely
he felt afterwards and what he felt on the ground
after the snake bite.
At this very moment he was right.
He had lost me forever.
There will always be one Guru.
Fleur d'Aboville
| Guru |
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