by Anthony Anaxagorou
As the singular boat of time
carries you further into its water
you learn
that not all people are wicked
that poverty of mind wrecks surer
than poverty of cloth
that love always falls back into love
and that trees too pray
and animals too hurt.
You will see that not everyone
cries with tears
and in places where no light shines
you will always find
the strongest
dark
Until the day when the body
becomes filled with a million hearts
each working like floating bells
against the deep turn of heavy water.
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