Saturday, December 2, 2017

Kit Kelen #700 - come to rest


700
come to rest

we're rounded with it

like ghosts through glass
beyond ourselves

dropped into this chair
for ponder
then the dream took on

trees taken aback
survivors higher

it's the future with us
who can predict?

a sky
we're well washed again

so culpable for all
a sun will shine
straight through us

breeze drops
that same sun declines

moon droops over its stumbling prey

we can have ice cream
whenever we want

we won't have to weep for them

shouldn't should

all that was shines through us now
without that light what would be seen?

what will they know of how we enabled?
of what we merely let?

we ourselves ask who we are
ours are the names to forget

so day set out
with its cloak of words

sacred it is to simply be

tasked with just this here

the all to do
as we have been

build and the rest will come

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