Critical Phase of Humanity
AND shall my dream of you be compared
to the best of life's dreams?
AND IF by chance love and more temperately
dreams of rough winds shall not shake
the broken bone of my hand -- and at times,
angelic eyes spot the easy-soft
moment of a hard heart: as then, every
fair and fair from broken heart: sometimes
a lost eye: AND then by thermal heat:
EARTH & HEART posssesing eternal lines
of time that thou growest: So long
as love and flesh and Soul can breath;
and as so long as humanity can live
and breed and become MATURE.
And as though humans
can be complete
alone!
Not without love.
:: 01-10-2018 ::
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