05 October 2008

at a hill gate

right there on edge on mountain lip see cloud
swift move through sky through steady clearest blue
with every second become something new
voices within declare you have been cowed
not knowing yet the force that is allowed
nor proper motion ready for its cue
on neither side is the eternal view
but every sound right here is sharp and loud
so you were eager then to find a space
just for yourself and had so much to prove
and so much time or so it was you thought
being a fool now there is little grace
for you to get into the rightful groove
and the robed judge has come into the court

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