21 December 2008


this is the secret spoken into night
by children and old men so many times
watching as yellow moonbeam slowly climbs
along the wall and thinking chances slight
that in the morning matters will go right
each painful turn as distant town bell chimes
provides an early punishment for crimes
not yet committed now that is our plight
what we expect is some sort of return
to better understanding of our hearts
when the sun rises from the winter deep
with all the force with which a man might yearn
for kinder days and all our human arts
brought to effect these are the thoughts we keep

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