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Sunday, April 18, 2010


And I, as dust, like everyman shall rise,
Aloft, afloat,
A still fraction, unrecognized elements of what came before you.
Lest I fall upon the still mood of your patience
I remain unknown and unseen until I’m moved again
Never ceasing to be
Never being alive to let cease.
Around you I drift, shaping your breeze,
Giving body to your ghost.
I am with you, always, the dark imminence,
The grace that reflects your light,
The figure of you untouchable.
And darkness may hide me, friend,
But cease I do not.
I, like dust, am everyman.
And everyman, like you, is dust.

-Written by a very good mate of mine.

1 comment:

  1. Good Poem, your friend has potential!