As the brim of the life is lit,
And breath pours softly over the earth,
And as Heaven moves ahead to the next city
With deep airs, and with lights and rains,
He plunges into Hades, for his search is desperate!
And there is so little risk...down there,
That is the benefit of searching frenziedly
Among the dust-shops and blind-alleys
...there is so little risk of finding her
In Europe's old blue Kasbah,
~~
On the other side, this will be no more. Departure dates etched so firmly to remind you of the transience. You're passing through. On arrival: the green lane: nothing to declare.
Fires fragment this winter: the red and the blue...
And breath pours softly over the earth,
And as Heaven moves ahead to the next city
With deep airs, and with lights and rains,
He plunges into Hades, for his search is desperate!
And there is so little risk...down there,
That is the benefit of searching frenziedly
Among the dust-shops and blind-alleys
...there is so little risk of finding her
In Europe's old blue Kasbah,
~~
On the other side, this will be no more. Departure dates etched so firmly to remind you of the transience. You're passing through. On arrival: the green lane: nothing to declare.
Fires fragment this winter: the red and the blue...
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