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IF FOR EACH OF
US IF FOR EACH OF US a rope could swing us long and light across the widening trough of all that fails us in our lives, I would want to land upon the Isle of Echo, lush with repetition, green with being original in birth and twice the twin a wave might dance along the skerry. I would want a canyon tall for hawks to carry long the deep tattoo of voices on the air. I would want an ear to hear what words to read again to memory, what verse to carol, thoughts to root before the sparrow's flight the mind has taken comes to rest on truth. And should the landing fail its footing, I would want to know what inspiration in shorter flight one syllable might repeat as in the swash the flat-stones makes to skip across the light in water or the voice a wind gives to birch and linden. I would want the distance to all understanding to narrow just enough to fail at failure. I would want a melody of chances to learn to love again what I first dreamed, free as wonder, soft as touch, and of all things simple to care again for them as much. | ||
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