Alan Botsford – Ⅳ
Eden that he never saw
It was a gift.
(You know what he did? He looked out the window.)
It was pain at all that was received within.
(You know how he felt? The hidden stream beside him wanted
him so badly all
he wanted to do was float away, but he didn’t. He stayed.)
It was knowledge of its roundness.
(You know how he knew? His bones felt at ease.)
It was joy,
You know,
To see
A mystery.
It was a gift.
(You know what he did? He looked out the window.)
It was pain at all that was received within.
(You know how he felt? The hidden stream beside him wanted
him so badly all
he wanted to do was float away, but he didn’t. He stayed.)
It was knowledge of its roundness.
(You know how he knew? His bones felt at ease.)
It was joy,
You know,
To see
A mystery.
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