to reach the realm that lies beyond the suntakes so much effort that most folk will foldtheir angry hands and let their eyes grow coldtell you their patience long ago was doneyou have to finish before you've begunand understand the lies you have been toldit is too hard these days to be true boldand reach out past the stars just for the funwhat good is given we shall have to takenot with a smile but with a steady lookjust so each knows the proper word to saythe world we leave is easy to forsakeand much is written in the golden bookbut that is matter for a calmer day
Odd ravings, comments, and other wastes of time. Some are in plain prose, yet others are in rhyme.
23 November 2008
out past the blue
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