This Says
Some write a thousand poems
Others cry a million tears
I do both and that is how
I navigate these hurricane years
But what about the Laughing Way
The balms of friendship, song, and wine?
I help myself to that help too
No way’s untried, they all are mine
And when I sink beneath the storm
And wear the face I cannot hide
If someone says, He lost who strove
This says I lived and, living, died
Follow
How do you get from here to there?
Climb down the river and swim up the stairs
How do you journey back again?
Follow Time’s ghost whistling “Now and Then”
One
Heart is a muscle
So is brain
Together they squeeze
Brute rock into rain
Dance with who’s pretty
Dance with who’s not
Go home with yourself
If that’s where it stops
One wind to batter
One wind to cool
One wind in the vane
Of Ruler and Fool
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