01 February 2007

and yet it moves

in what space we fit the growing heart
matters to us because of the long strain
of winter with its solemn deep-grey rain
on what we find out is just a simple part
of normal life yet going with the grain
is not enough to win us the campaign
but shows up sure as shooting on the chart
there's no desire to block or to divest
the meanings that keep us in our places
but to allow us room for all our love
all our desire is that our lives be best
with nothing blowing up right in our faces
and no power descending from above

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