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Music by Kailash
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| WE HAVE WAYS WE MOVE UPON AND WITHIN EACH OTHER We have ways we move upon and within each other that are rarely said by anyone. But we can look through another's eyes into vast, spacious places beyond the bounds of sense. The passage there is always open, though we be a closed door. * Do we know the mystery of anyone, anymore? * Someone may suddenly run out there naked, like a young child happy in summer. God flies his kites in a boundless sky: "Did I ever really know you?" we say into an open coffin and cry. * We have ways we move upon and within each other that are rarely said by anyone. |
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Poem © Blake Steele 1995
Art © Blake Steele 2010 May be copied freely for noncommercial purposes |
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