Wednesday, December 21, 2016

Feel Like Travelling On

Sit down and be patient:
sure, it’s a beautiful,
endless, lonely Sunday
afternoon: the old people
are in their graves:
the old places are deserted:
the times of all those
times, faces, flavors
a few minds left old:
sure ahead the chief
business is tearing the rest
of the way loose, but by
the empty take the full
sit down, find something
to read: a grand possibility
was made, who knows
what became of it

~Poet Unknown

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