VII. In time I found myself atop a cliff
A precipice o’er dark and churning seas
Tree roots clung to rock with waning grip
An air of change electrified the breeze
I looked on the horizon vast, unbroken
No defining line cleaved wind from waves
I sat in silence thinking words unspoken
Words of kings, on banners, and on graves
And as the sun began to set again
The fires of eventide lit up the clouds
And I was filled with gratitude for them
Ah, to be with radiant light endowed!
But all good things must end and all must change
So like a well-wound clock the moon did rise
And once again its glow was something strange
A greenish, pallid shroud across the skies
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VI. I roused myself from slumber soft and deep
The melodies had ushered me to Nod
I wondered just how long I’d been asleep
I found myself alone and thought it odd
No sign of the festivities remained
Just ashen coals and footsteps in the sand
Content to let it all go unexplained
I continued on my merry way as planned
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V. I walked another mile beneath the moon
Until from yonder clearing could I see
A joyful sight and hear a mirthful tune
A festival or fair it seemed to be
The group of friends were small but lively souls
They linked their arms and circled round a fire
I watched them ‘til the flame reduced to coals
And listened to a sweetly lilting lyre
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IV. Said I, “what ails you sir? ’tis fine a day
The sun shines bright on all and all is well”
Said he, “my sighs are heavy with dismay
For night will come and light, the dark repel”
And as he shared his grievances with me
The moon did rise and glow a hue bizarre
I left him there to brood and took my leave
For darkness has no sway when there are stars
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III. I chose a path untrod, or so I thought
It wasn’t long before a soul I saw
A man of stature clearly, but distraught
A duke perhaps, or else, a man of law
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II. Constrained no more and longing then for purpose
I sought horizons gold and without end
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I. Birth
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