Racing, racing, running to stay
Tumbling, moving, struggling to lay
Summer is approaching, soon it will be May
Soon it will be June, classes, classes, first day
I could be good, or bad, both to be easy on myself today
But tomorrow beckons, had to move, had to work, have to make a way
For distant meadows are nothing but a hope to delay
What is now a deed, tomorrow is, today, today
Move, move says the sun to the wind, an order do not belay
Wait, wait says the breeze, I want to stay, to stay to play
And in that dance of light and air the Mayas sway
The elven whirlwinds spin litter and leaves and floating hay
Sunday, March 8, 2009
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Run, do not stay
Run and fast fly away
To your mermaid and your tale
For meaning here has long been pale…
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