(Darkness shall have more to keep
Than ever light could borrow).
And what futures, now uncertain lie in wait
For wishing -- Not dreaming, as outside of sleep --
No little death we die upon reaching that which, not secret, but un-found we seek;
And unlike a dream that ends, a wish we may forever keep
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Author:
Severus Alexander (Pseudonym) (
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- Comment from author about the poem: A wish lives with you; it is a becoming. A dream is a little death. An ending. Not a decaying-- but a soil-laying.
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