Hanging on for Dear Life
Dear Life
I'm hanging on for that bare second when love enters emptiness.
Another world unfolds. Bold as God-breathed words: let there be -
disarticulating chaos, setting light abroad; hatching hope for humanity
hang on to dateless futurity
when past errors, tears, and scares are ash beneath canceled seas.
Pristine stars crown celestial plafonds.
Prosaic passages of time
waltz as poetic wit
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