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Love Song for a Coward

Posted on September 27, 2011

Why should I stop dreaming just because I’m older,
Why should I not fly to that far distant realm?
Why should I not think on you, oh friend of my childhood,
neither love you still, who never loved me,
brother without blood, yet unfading memory?
The bridges you’ve burned are but wood only
that any oversized splinter could replace or repair.
Our friendship was forged once from chains of gold
so precious
and oh, so fragile
but the broken remains are still treasure most rare.
Then shall we not laugh, shall we not dance again
when we are all perfect made in that heavenly realm?
Shall we not regale our adventures as we did long before
walking hand in hand through that verdurous glade
in a land without tears,
without the lie of goodbye,
never to fear,
never again to die,
when we become as angels,
or children,
forevermore?


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One response to “Love Song for a Coward”

  1. "Why should I stop dreaming just because I’m older,"

    I think I probably dream more now than ever.
    Dreams to Allah

    "when we become as angels,
    or children,"

    That’s a good line…
    I visited that same sort of theme as well, more than once.
    Did you ever

    "never to fear,
              never again to die,"

    That kind of opens a whole range of emotions. That is the constant wonder for Mortal Man.
    Now we are Free

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