Songs

A Thousand Songs of Wonder

A Thousand Songs of Beauty,

A Thousand Songs of Pain,

A Thousand Songs of Joy

Can I last a hundred songs.

Never-mind a thousand,

I know not.

Yet I am still moved by

one sweep of dancing, weaving

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and uplifting melody

in a veil of clouds and sapphire blue.

Songs.

Eth

Maketh Say.

Maketh Not.

Maketh all that was

And was not.

Doeth Yes.

Doeth No.

Doeth near or far

Has to go.

Musteth Is

Musteth Isn’t.

Musteth never set

Into the Blizzard.

What does all this

Have to do with Thine?

I know not My Dearest,

But it does have a Rhyme.