sharp the reflection from this fading sky
moments of remembrance in the slow pale
time when the day's great star begins to fail
we never think to wonder nor ask why
time moves both like an eagle and a snail
sharp the reflection from this fading sky
we find the reasons for we love to pry
life moves in curves and swoops not on a rail
sometimes a zephyr comes before a gale
sharp the reflection from this fading sky
05 August 2007
upon flat water
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