Monday, November 17, 2014

They will all know, soon enough
I have known, for a long time now
This is how it was to be
This is where I see myself last
I chose the hills and
I chose the water
Maybe to feel as alive as alive is
Before meeting the stillness
There's no sorrow
No resignation
No helplessNess
Only pure knowledge
This is what was to be
The hand that held me,
The reason for my stay,
is gone
And now,
I too must
Oh, that was quick!

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