I will come, love, on a day when the weather seems wrong
To do you battle through the weapon of submission
I’ll exude a strange tonic not of my own making
So much will hinge on who understands the other
This is how world history unfolds, love, believe it

A moment will happen
When the giving is purest
But we might not see it
Through our haze of enjoyment
A moment will come, love
When all that’s physical dissolves
And what each wills or what each wants
Can either speak a world into creation
Or add a new stratum to the tribe-soul of mishap

_______RS

[ Image : a detail from the Astronomical Clock within Strasbourg (Notre Dame) Cathedral showing Death deciding when to pierce at the bypassing lives. The initial version of this clock, which is something like three times the height of a man, was begun in the mid-1300’s, and represented the apex of western technical know-how of the era. One of my favorite cathedrals in Europe; spent a morning there wandering about. Also the city center presents a great area for walking around. In fact, all of Alsace, France is more or less an infinitely charming place to visit 🙂 ]

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