I’m filled with dark fatigue
but still I cannot sleep
the sun is now eclipsed
where palest lilies weep
the moon illuminates
my midnight reverie
a longing to be young
and innocent and free
and I know what it means
and I am not afraid
I’ve let go of the past
and all the plans I made
and I’ve let go of dreams
for only moments count
I’ve done the best I can
to balance my account
I reach to grasp a lily
to pluck it from its spot
but turn and let it live
as gods might well allot
I know that soon I’ll see
the Calla lilies grace
and sense that sweet perfume
beside my resting place
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