Lo nilly, found in night
Left solo, echo my fright
Through empty space
Tinkling wine, bring grace
Dry, heavy, holding my own
Dreams tangled from the sown
To what is known
You are behind, my future
You are behind, my past
Leisure holds only so much luxury
Until life leaps and I grasp
Oh lo nilly, if only you were warm
I'd curl in your arms and be born
Growth comes from dark and deep
Bury me and may all clouds weep
So I might find life and live
The dreams I knew I'd always live
Monday, December 10, 2012
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