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ETERNITIES YET KNOWN
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JOURNAL#23 the bow of the branching tree
trembles
beneath these heavy thoughts
bells toll on a brass ship
that never sailed to sea
man breeds such waves of confusion
and chaos
out of the strained strings of harmony
the eyes of the breeze
silently shut their tree top lids to the wind
sailors of old
feared most
such insidious doldrums
a magic carpet of mystery
sweeps the lonesome prairie
coyotes steal the height from
the swaying elephant grass
trampling much of its growth 's hope
with their seemingly careless lounging
carcasses
such said day of laze
hampers not he who carries his life's
compass always with him
to work
the soul
that is never long forgotten
will not allow
its house
this frail human body
its many various
duties to shirk
breath gives life
but life gives each of us
death
yet just another door
like birth
to 'Eternities Yet Known'
so breath in all luck
and exhale all fury
to all man
than each would even dare to think..............
(April 14, 2000 645pm)
