Now that it’s beyond all doubt,
And there’s no room to squirm,
I should look for the way out,
Surely, think of the long term.
I should look for the way out,
Surely, think of the long term.
I need only heed my need,
That was my mantra of hope,
But, how can I really succeed,
When so vast is the scope?
That was my mantra of hope,
But, how can I really succeed,
When so vast is the scope?
Verdure of a mind fecund,
Imbuing every vista, and eternal,
Never desiccated, nor moribund,
Ever siring a sprouting kernel…
Imbuing every vista, and eternal,
Never desiccated, nor moribund,
Ever siring a sprouting kernel…
When omens are of a drought,
How do I feed this need?
Maybe, I should learn to live without,
Before the rains begin to recede.
How do I feed this need?
Maybe, I should learn to live without,
Before the rains begin to recede.
But, what of the pleasure,
Of the here, the now– this moment,
Can memories be a future treasure,
Or the notes of a life-long lament?
Of the here, the now– this moment,
Can memories be a future treasure,
Or the notes of a life-long lament?
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