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St Michael Watches While We

I've danced, within clouds.

Flown, blue skies, watched grey ones.

Kissed the planet, ate dirt n sand.

Soared, towards the sun,

Met it as it rose.

And followed it down....

While it set.

I've arrived..... in the dark of night ....

Fluttering .....on a nylon wing.

Landed like a sack of shit.

Evaded the living, dodged death.

Drank with Vikings ,

kissed angels.......

Walked, ........among the dead.

All this and more....but 

Still tears .....

Silently,

 Fall.

Giajl © Jim Love