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Saturday, August 18, 2012

Once More



Don’t know how long
I shall walk upon this earth
how many more steps
I shall take in this world

How many mornings shall
greet me with glorious fury
or starry nights shall tickle
my fancy with wishes

If I can but once more
sit at the base of
the Rocky Mountain Range
an waggle my naked feet
and hands on pristine streams

I’d like to once again
see visions of the oceans vastness
and their black of night
listen to the osprey and seagulls callings
and the deep water fin fare

Can I once more
touch the hand of naïve love
where only sparkle in the eyes
and that silent smile of desire
embracing two, yet,
uncontaminated hearts

Listen to the violins
that Mozart commanded
titillating keys of Chopin and Liszt
voices of Lanza and Groban, Streisand
and Whitney, Nat King Cole and Vandross

Inscribed on my epitaph some words
of Shakespeare, Shelley, Emily,
they would be read by passersby
and maybe by chance would look
upon my headstone and ask
'who was he'?