(“Anagogical Moments Merit Badge”, 2011, original oil)
From birth to death and back again An arc that’s bending now to then A spiral in this time and space Around a pole that has no trace A mystery the jesters sing “Best thing in life is not a thing” And yet, it’s really all we know Our joy and sorrow’s how we grow We wish for more if truth be told But life is more than growing old A life well lived in playing out Leaves us at last without a doubt Saint or sinner, calm or deranged All in the end, forever changed
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