Walk forward into far

Creep tide take my hand
Till time abides this never
Fallen down in farthest realm,
Somewhere’s  darkest shore –

Cling under dusk grey sun;
Lay in forget-me-not blue;
Stand up, right, on morns star;
Walk forward into far –

Come undone, become, now come
Take nothing that’s not yours.
Hold everything, green, red or gold
Within your womb of old make peace
For fates hand turns, your life’s time-piece.

IW

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