10/26 2021
To dream about love lost, and to move past
To learn of your death, and to just move on
For every force is always surpassed
By the only thing that is, so laugh on.
To gaze into your past and see darkness
Clarity, yielding to its hard, warm, glow ---
Not the way we tend to see, the circus ---
I use my light to return to the flow
To be lost in the battle of dark and light,
To feel the everlasting tension and fright
(Inherent in the things we see in our flight),
Is for the weak and the unyielding flashlight
If I want to accord with it, I let go
If I cling to anything more, I let go