Monday, May 14, 2012

Feeling Better

As I get closer to dottering,
I put on Bach

and the music reaches out
through the centuries saying,

we are here for you,
we are your neighbors,

in spite of the early death,
and the cold impoverished

winters, wars,
rights of kings, conquest.

My neighbors with their
smiles suppress their hates.


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