ALL TOO TRULY

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in a time and place

in which almost vulgar complacency

fearlessly ignores chronic warnings

from a much more ignorantly ill era

a superior feat of gracious intellect

above us draws increasingly nearer

such unique taste in memorable mates

it seems have I

this healthy but weighted worrier's maid

yet far inferior is mine

where concern bids to love

and attention pools to be bade

as what one can not live without

one there in must favor life itself so to

rise above

challenge for the moment

itself heeds no greater dilemma

its staff is but a vaguely suspicious blade

love so terribly abused

squanders many an individual's deeply private

rations

pause only furthers spiritual erosion

that is carelessly displayed

so be brave all fair wanderers and favor

the kinder likes of hope

so to forage on

fatefully free and ever so faithful head

for if one can not somehow manage to move on

then one can not fully love

or by love learn how to properly be fed

the possibility of the pay off to those who

so much as venture

is the knowledge in knowing that in life they

fully lived

and of all their days remaining

a grand return they shall receive

from upon all the love they freely chose to

give

and not from all the inconquerable feats they

were able to achieve

as that is all but a too human spin

on a singular soul sort of thing

for if your heart is not fully in it

then neither my friend

'All Too Truly' are you................

(July 19,1998)












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