VOICES IN THE LIGHT
Sometimes voices
in the light
will call me back to
them.
Back out of this
place where
I have spoken
from.
And then I will turn
my
back on you,
and on
the storm-bled sea.
And even
on the sleeping faces
that will
never
wake for me.
I will find myself
expanded
out of limitations
plight.
And no
earthly cause
or battle
will keep
me in this fight.
And what will
seem like
nothingness to
those
that have remained,
to me will seem like
childhood
when in
the time of May.
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