Beside the road, at a little gravel turnout, I stop and park
Both the road ahead and the road back home seem dark
I check the mirror, blurred be the tears that flow
I'm at a loss, which way to go.
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There aren't walls high enough, you said
And there aren't
No rule or mandate
Can keep a curious youth from wandering
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How can I speak of the present time,
Without first a moment of silence for what has been?
Can I tell you the meaning of today,
And never utter mention of the past?
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These years have done You well!
I can't find
An empty place I would have filled,
And I wonder how soon after I was gone,
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That ray of light, and heat, and power
Which leaves the sun and never finds a mark,
That travels on and on and on,
Ever dimming,
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Strange places I have been!
I looked on with rapt intrigue
Yet, everywhere is normal
And everyone is home
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I took a walk along the canal tonight,
And nobody else saw what I witnessed there.
I could say, but I wouldn't get it right;
I had the advantage of the fading light;
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He told me if I didn't have a sword
That I should sell my garment and go buy one
I did so, in obedience to my Lord
And I felt better with a weapon to rely on
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I'll never forget how they picked up those rocks
Trembling with anger, self-justified
How they pointed at me with those long bony fingers
And told Him, almost excitedly, according to law,
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