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The thought I have today
Came from far away
And started long ago
Though time in its flow
Bears away many things
And to others, it gives wings.
Much did it erode
Before this episode,
And for all the good we had,
There has also been the bad.
The candle flickers bright
And then dims out of sight
And moons and Junes
And mystic runes
Come and pass away.
What did we ever pay?
The price of experience
Is sometimes great weariness
And maybe thinking all is nought,
But then comes the thought
That as we go
We must change also
And what will I find
Inside your new mind?
When I return
Will the fire still burn?
An urn full of ashes
Topples and crashes.
Gentle breathing nurses the spark
And then in the dark
It kindles again
And forth comes its flame.
Is it too much to wish
Or an excessive risk
Or could it be worthwhile?
And could perhaps a smile
Or the beams between our eyes
Bring the great sunrise
Of the very first day
When we set on our way?
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