There’s Another Word For ‘Go Away’
When Tired Of All ‘Man Made Fabric’
We Unhook The Stars
Let Them Be ‘Stars’
Unimaginative
So Beautiful
Before And After Us
How Can We Know Them?
Or Possess Such Things?
How Like Jewels They Shine
In The Dark Crown Of Night
How Can We Know Them?
Or Possess Such Wild Imaginings?
When They Who Have Lived Before And After Us
Will Continue On And On
When We Are Gone