I sense that
all lives are passing through this land, some
faster/
slower
than I.
Music barely keeps up
with Time,
Sunlight will nearly skew
the Truth...and my heart can hardly catch the top of its own
down
beat.
So godspeed you! too into this good night,
and remember -- when the last road is finally drove -- that
nothing rattles in the soul
like death
and may-be be gracious to it, whenever
it arrives.
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