by Steve Tanham
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I had not thought to think on death
Until the line of light grew thin
Until the narrow, fragile band
Was all there was of what had been
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There was a time I had the Earth
Where ‘now’ embraced potential
Where energy flowed free and fast
My will the blueprint elemental
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Until the bog and fog grew thick
And weeds, untilled, grew mighty
But in what soil did darkness toil
That closed horizon’s bounty?
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To find my gaze was in the dirt
The crop and maze of liars
But shock propels and dark dispels
When boundless sky my eye aspires
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©Copyright Stephen Tanham
Sun in Gemini 
Brilliant, Steve. Otherwise speechless.
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Thank you, Michael
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I am at a loss for words too, Steve…you just said it all…
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Thank you, Jaye. From the deep heart, that one… thank you for the reblogs x
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Thank you, Sue x
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