if i could have the year back again
and receive back what it took from me
but lose the beauty that came to be —
would it be worth it, even then?
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go gently into this good night
go gently into this good night
into the good earth
into the good soil
there to wait the coming spring
Image of the Invisible
the baby should’ve looked
like someone they knew
or at least recognized
in that tiny town full
of related faces
adore
when death is no more
He shall joy restore
await
through ages long we wait the One
whose coming will mean night is done
arise
from ashes cold flame forth in light —
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longing
i don’t always feel its pull
the tug at my heart that says
‘what if all this one day were yours?’
awake
from burnéd stump awake the seed
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the end
everything that begins must finish
nor would i wish it to continue
dear those these days have been
have you seen such beauty?
have you ever seen
such beauty that you could not
put it into words?
