O Beautiful Angel of Death...
Plans: Many Moons Off Yet
I’m a shock-troop for love
Storming indifferent beachheads
Disinterest the temper of the times
Lovelessness rampantly pandemic
Soon to be back in air earth sea
No grave or catching up to me
Affirm this life you love
Repair what’s there
At the last day I’ll smile
Dream someone’s beside me
I’ll greet world’s end at sunrise
Joyously looking west
Loaded on what’s painless
Revering this one & only
Taking remembrances of you
With me without regret
Maybe one stanza more
Maybe not…
© 2013 GP aka JSW
With music to die by:
Embryonic Journey by Jorma Kaukonen.
