(A simple ode to simple times, a oldie but goody)
Until the glowing red coals breathe their last breath and turn black
Until the conversation dwindles and the stars say all that is left
I will stay here
I will wait
I will be content
Until the ocean calls me away
to somewhere with new faces
Until this chapter reaches its conclusion and a new one begins
I will stay here
I will wait
I will be content
Because nothing is worth more than this day
Maybe you gave us sleep so we would see what it is to be truly awake
This picture of being reborn every morning
You gave us these snapshots of how you think
in the coals
the stars
the ocean
the books
in the closing of our eyes and
in the opening them again to all things being new
how brilliant
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