Day One
Poems
As ever there Like the garden in each morning Growing still higher Turning slow As the river with each road Gathered like another on and on
Leaning to the dawn Perfect as though beloved Further with unknowing
As ever there Marking time with the first room Blind though uncertain Passing by Open ended with tomorrow Leaving as forever
An open door Like a mirror leading nowhere Giving its own reflection On the run As the lame with the morning Searching still beside us
Calling as we will Passing with moments Bound with pages lost Waiting still waiting
Unplaced as each day Like pieces laid random Left fragments unwilling Still aimless though finite Ungrateful held blameless Led broken with silence
Lost as the way Still leaving we join As the day begins
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