What becomes available to us as humans
Bread and water light and air
What is given and taken away
Sight and hearing touch and taste
What waves back what flutters past
What sojourns on the moon
Playing in the traffic of the planets
And now this vacation in the sun
To relax in heaven for a while
Glancing at the ocean of the future
And maybe a morning swim with you
And then whatever becomes available
To us as tragic warriors of the earth
Bound by the gravity of love
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