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SUNDAY PRAYER, ccix
time & time again
gives you the gift of some attention
from a muse whose pain could touch
the deepest flower in your brush
in my small days i have learned
the old cables and wires that hold
the bridges of the soul in turn
are held by love and love alone
i am, i am
& time & time again
i ask a lonely heavy question
of the lonely cosmic bellboy
am i going up or going down?
he answers without smile or frown
with eyes that burned brown and bright
like cardboard in a fire at night
like music in its scripted light
i am, i am
but you are birthday,
deep with the dayshine
from dusk to moonbreak,
the dust of keepsakes
time & time again, i am i am
das - flagstaff, arizona, u.s.a.