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In our own time, Lee.
I fell yesterday,
After stepping beyond the beaten path,
Where I had ever walked, hopelessly lost
In my time, Lee,
In my life, Lee,
Humming songs no one knows,
But you.
Through all these years walking that same path,
I would glance sideways at the stones beyond,
And see myself stepping out among them,
Only to fall,
And break.
Still I wondered.
I must have heard your song from beyond the stones,
As still, you wandered.
Lee, now I see you.
Your heart shines through despite itself,
Your fire, behind walls of stone.
My light is a candle, brave in this old world,
And yours a glow, subliminal.
Am I too inconstant?
Are you too far inside?
Can we set our paths ablaze?
I’d like to try,
In our own time, Lee.
Comments (1)
Beautiful and courageous.