Tirelessly I’ll ever seek.
Separation does too soon come,
And guides me to that shallow creek
Where, limited by gravel bed
I dare not dive from lofty heights
To land abruptly on my head
And find that I am dead to rights.
In seeking, it’s true life I’m after
Found in streams of deep blue laughter.
To swim amongst these joyful throes
Love’s symphony I shall compose
Each note resounding in full measure
In concert finding greatest pleasure.
For, as long as I am still divided
From whom has my life provided
And, by extension, human train,
In shallow creek I shall remain.
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