A range of featured stares,
A ray collapse that's really there.
Thrown forward, grin and bear.
Untouched of lust and ill-repair.
Foreword and afterward,
A frequent theme when will we learn.
Forgive the one who sung,
A grudge on sky cannot be hung.
Teach time to all the young,
Ignore the Now has just begun.
To grow a garden vast,
But the flower in your hand is now the past.
Forest fire burning sage,
Incense for the meditation age.
A race to deepen space,
A flagstaff to hold you in place.
See from outside the line,
A smile born not from words of mine.
When love's said to be gone,
A land-grab stab for everyone.
To grow a garden vast,
But the flower in your hand has wrinkled fast.
When the clock ages twelve,
Emancipate what once you've held.
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