Never Have I left

Do not blow the candle too fast,
Abound of jitters and dismay.
literature not to bother you
Religions never do dare.
every silent shout I tasted
every leaf I have touched
But never grasped for long.
Meadows, there, you I placed.
Never have I fret to see you not
grown with every point defined
mind moves from places to seas
there, I viewed the fire
There, you have put it out.
be there and never will wince
my vision of the sky melting unto rain
there I have never cursed the living
There I walked through death.
There I have never left you.

SATURDAY JUNE 22,96

5:44 A.M.

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