Half tones

by John Smallshaw
(London, England)

If I should blow away
stow away upon the gentle breeze
do not weep for me.
For I shall become the dawn
the newborn
and return once more
to walk lightly on the shore beside the gentle sea.

Galilee calls me and it befalls
that I must leave
the gentle breeze that separates
and in my eyes
a heaven waits
for me.

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