Silent Recitals

Home again
Like the rising sun setting.
Home again
Like a wind-torn leaf.
Home again
Like the rhythm withstanding
The monotone of the Sea.
Like folds in Time come together,
Like echoed words growing faint,
Like failing Life sewn to Forever:
Beginning meadows to ending bays.
With love for Death on outspread wings;
With love for Life on parted bows
I rest my head, as to fall asleep,
In silent recitals of my vows.
From Death I retrace my steps to Life
Yet turn my back to the rising sun
And blind myself with fading light,
Then drown myself in tears of Love.

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