...I mean there is a sense
in which we live alone,
but come through life at length
to know, as we are known.
Not just "to hear as we are heard",
nor only "see, as we are seen",
but with our every spoken word,
to hide, or show, what we have been.
To be this kind of "no-when",
we have to have (and spend) thyme,
bring from our secret garden
what dain't even seem to rhyme,
and let the others listen,
share with us this 'ol' life gig,
what does and doesn't glisten,
both old & new, small & big!...
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