I Give Thanks
Heaven may not be. I have no faith,
But this desire I have—
To take my soul on my last breath,
To lift it like a wave,
And surge unto his star and say:
His friendship had been heaven;
And pray: for clouds that closed his day
May light at last he given!
And say: he shone at noon so bright
I learned to run and rejoice!
And beg him for one last delight—
The true sound of his voice.
There's one that once moved me so much
I am no more the same;
And I pray I too, I too, may touch
Some heart with singing flame.
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