Thursday, August 17, 2017

If This Is The Last Song

because this may be
the last time
I sing this song
sincerely and reverently
in this place
that knows my voice
and follows my stride
through braided seasons
seemingly without end

I sing
as the cardinal
opens the day
radiant in golden hue

I sing for you
as the song dances on air
filling the intervals between
sound and silence

I sing 
because this time 
shall be unlike any other
echoing in the place

memory reserves as its own

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