why not let it?
she sits up and I see,
an almost imperceptible change.
I notice it later too,
but that's the last time.
I guess it's true,
out here you're never sure.
as we talk, shadows grow.
she lights a candle.
do you know st. augustine?
so proud and brave.
the little ones are waiting,
and always so patient.
a ship sails by in darkness and silence.
the mind grasps not what the heart sees.
islands shrouded in fog and night.
a light in a tower far away.
the smell of jasmine and sandalwood.
a bird sings somewhere mournfully.
how shall we proceed?
it's your choice, though there is only one path.
let the earth shake and tear apart, it will not wait.
take what you need, we're never coming this way again.
sven.
35? girl holding unlit lamp. rea. american memory.
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