Beyond
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Lift your eyes to the horizon
let the river drift away
discard the focus on the trivial
of the poet with nothing to say.
Many islands twist one river
many lives percieve the cost.
As the lens skews illusions sideways
be the sun that cracks the frost.
When your angel escort leaves you
find the rendezvous downstream
fathom the roots of that blue island
bury the demons of the dream.
See the narrow valley's limits
from chaos they become precise
how our hearts can feel the echoes
sounding out the sacrifice.
Many lives observed through chaos
many streams submerge one heart
be the focus of that cycle
that sets the poet's vision apart.
Copyright © Jon Harley 2010.
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