Lila

Nov 18, 2019 | Poetry

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Or, living as playing.

Sweep me up,
Enticing sprite.
Perform your dance.
Enthrall, delight.
Or will your game unfold today
In more awesome, terrible display?
Do bid me soar.
Do make me crawl.
It is my gift to know it all.
This blessed life’s just been the way
Things happen as you laugh and play.
The time comes when your dance demands
That darkness falls upon this man.
Knowing your eternal spin,
My guess is we will dance again.

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