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IF THIS IS A DAY THAT CHOOSES

 

If this is a day that chooses

To go swiftly and without discord

Then welcome the lack of confusion.

Seeing beneficial survival as sufficient

Evading the gangsters of the soul –

Greed, jealousy, hate and anger –

Ever lurking near the rainbow

With promises oozing

            If it is a night that speaks gently

            Telling you secrets of love

            Welcome the sweet tones

            They come too early and are too sweet

            To grasp their rare beauty

            Imagining they will continue

            When often they are far too brief

And if you are somewhere in the middle

Hearing both the sacred and the profane

Knowing life is flying by

Yet hoping it carries you along

Ever-young and emotionally strong

Able to handle the ups and downs

That seem to occur

Despite a life clear and pure

            Deciding things seems temporary.

            How far away is long term?

            Does the day end alone?

            And is the conscience clean and dry?

            Then find sweet solace in the past –

            Events done and decided

            The future looks back

            But we cannot see them

            No matter how carefully we search.                                      190205.2

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