He strays away from time and space
In splendor and in grief.
His symphonies are wreckless
And they do make him retreat
Into mind, sight, harmony
Where he's completely at peace.
But memory won't let him stay,
Evicted from his lease.
To move would be so painless
And yet it hurts too much.
In time he'll come to realize
That the reckoning was such
A significant piece
To the jigsaw he keeps,
But it never was enough,
For his faith never really leaps.
-Belief IS 11/21/2008
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