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Must Give Us Pause

If death ends all we see in Nature’s laws— to be, or not to be, with no applause— and seas of troubles flee when life withdraws, then how we choose to plumb the waters deep… or whether dreams may come in final sleep need never foil our glee of fancy free… though mortal coil may give us pause… But what if there be more than what we know— a door beyond the door to come and go? What further living dream may round us form, in endless norm, that carelessly we cause, and doth existing seem, must give us pause… an independent and dependent clause of consequential strand must give us pause… another cosmic clime in timeless time, a stream of conscious I’m in reasoned rhyme that carries all our flaws must give us pause… who’ll snatch us from the jaws of slated fate— that we create… then vainly grasp at straws— must give us pause… For should we risk perchance to miss the mark, but dizzily to dance… what dream of dark in coverlet of gauze may whelm our dying pause, and pierce with karmic claws… to make us heed in thought, in word, in deed, indeed, must give us pause… must give us pause… must give us pause… ~ Harley White < March 2015 >

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