LIFE
Life,
The unloosening of hands
— The unloosening of little hands —
About the heart.
The welling up of tears:
Old habits, old deaths, good-bye!
You are sacred ground under my on-faring,
I shall tread so lightly that you will not feel my leave-taking?
Yet the breath of a new world — the ever promised-land — exalts my nostrils.
I am on the war-path towards peace:
The peace of single choice.
Determination — onward,
Evolutions open your arcana,
Shower down your nearest spears of truth,
Great fear throbs in me, fear that leads me on.
I have shut my eyes long enough
— Shut eyes grow blind! —
Clinging to just one little human life!
Limiting, repressing all it would not share,
who had an easy world to give
In the first heart-beats of my hope —
Yet now, with forty years, has come another youth
— A youth in which I recognize myself !
— Myself, how long you've lingered, waited, strayed —
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