the final thought
falls
like water
raindrop on a desert plane
waiting to be swallowed
as if second nature
must
bring back harvest again
a final trial
before the circle will win
a chance to sleep
one last night
until the morning begins
so let us hold this peace
this moment,
be still in time
and freeze all thought …
… until we're ready
to go back on the line
reflections left to rest
lay down your constant war
agree
to neither sun nor moon
and take on
this solitary voyage
to guide the sea to shore
..
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