too late too late for so many things--

and far too soon for others

*

there must be Grace--

I'm still alive and standing--

*

MATTER is the matter...

*

I must say the sky is beautiful tonight

pitch black field of glittering stars

and a cold wind giving voice to the branches

another year in a diminishing round

yet another summer coming

for me and for the rest of the world

yet another of many summers for the world

but how many left for me?

*

answer all riddles

with riddles

let the limpid pool reflect

itself

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