Once Again Poem by James McLain

Could I be as I was once again,
Free and young, as young as a bird in the sky,
In the clear skies up above, high up above,
Looking down.

Let it go, let it go,
Soft, sof as silk until the rain comes
Let it go.

Near, near by, far not far,
Never seen, how by far, farther
Than time,
Seen but by the few who told you
Such as I was unlike then.

Fancy parts.

And all inside assembled as we all wait
For the he or the she,
As to why that it is, if they live to be
Wear you never being there before.

You see the water,
That is blue in the gulf but off to the left,
Or nearer the west, where to some
Not far out, but you live to most unseen by
Crowds once again.

The lily, you the rose, a purple lilac
Floating across
A bass on her bed as life flowed down stream,
There where you're fair.

Here I am there you are
Looking past a past that is gone,
Are you full.
Full in the word, other words that
One hears and being full and
You are stretched past
The point, even so past past that point
When none have yet gone.

Most there feel.
Then that is where all those older tree's,
Sapp, dark brown Sapp
Flowing out, far from sight to
The sea, the sea, where once again one will
Come and become what we become,
Eating fresh fish and popping pink oysters
Untill once again when we then
Became full.