Death, Life's Mystery
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Smoky Hoss
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Surprisingly, I find myself
These days ever more content
To just simply sit,
Watch an old movie
With a good sweet story to tell,
Or lazily listen
To some finely felt jazz
That soothes my soul so well,
Or watch the sun break
The holy horizon
On a clear cool
Fall mourn',
With half frozen dew
On the last grass before winter's first storm;
- It all shines and sparkles
With a grand majesty of deep mystery; of
Life, and being,
Of knowing and feeling what you are hearing and seeing.
So much beautiful warmth,
In such foreshadowed cold.
The perfect combination of modest and bold...
At the recognition of these
Tears enter my eye's.......
And I cannot say for certain
Why.
Other than the realization
Of so very much beauty -and life-
Even in the things bound so soon to
Die.
My heart holds on,
Refusing to say 'Good-bye';
And I want nothing alive
To ever, ever again
Come to an end,
- Or to die.
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