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SUNDAY PRAYER, ccxiv
time & time again
when the horizon wraps eternity
in orange and tilts the oceanside
the only ride that matters is
your life, the black and white,
the day you shined into my life
just like a cat in brittle strides
across the keys of the piano,
i saw color. is it possible
that someone can be selfless?
or do we for others really only
just do indirectly for ourselves?
whisper, sing, or speak, or sign
the first line is the best
& write your heart, and good will follow
the art will never hollow you
i am, i am
but you are a birthday,
deep with the dayshine
from dusk to moonbreak,
the dust of keepsakes
time & time again, i am i am
das - oceanside, oregon, u.s.a.