It is not mine to lead away
Paths which grow apart
For every night a gallery
Painted upon the sky
Sings the chorus
Of each our rambling song
Heavy on the bass
Lightly stepping, light dew
Light our hearts they flew
Light the paths
For each we choose
Like fireflies in delight
And keep our minds
Upon our goals
Lest misty morning’s news.
Tag: bass
My Windows Remind Me (day 1808)
I couldn’t cry, no,
For sin overtook me
Made comfort my own clothes
Wriggling ounces
Of my humane sanity
To a slow beat of a bass drum.
My windows worked
To remind me
How little I ever understood,
How uncomfortable
I surely would yet become.