Can One's Life be Like a Stone Falling to the Bottom of a Pool?

If I were to ask myself and look with dispassion at the passage of time

I might be disheartened to see how we age slowly through the years

Yet the thing that gives support and happiness to my recollection

would be the gratitude I've felt for having been here at at all

the many moments uncounted when care was far afield

form a balance with whatever may have let me feel betrayed

And so I grasp a certain bliss to have tasted of this life

Finding secret privilege in so much struggle, forgetting the ever present strife.

d'Agate copyright December 26, 2009 One*Off Press

NEW WORLD ORDER

NEW WORLD ORDER (III)

whistle my whinny here she goes

flash past my windows

over closed space is delimited

when you cry

tears of tenderness fall from the sky

way up above a line drops down

touch me lightly, take off your gown

you feel better in your underwear

step right up I'll take you there

to the land past Heaven's pearly gates

I feel you panting, I feel the weight

of many sad realities

alright, OK, I'll take you straight

to the place you can't get out of your head

that is  calling, calling, know what I said

about all the sad reality

play the whistle on the Raging Sea,

be with me

d'Agate
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