I must go
where the sky meets
the earth.
I must go
where the seagulls call.
I must go
where the mist and the fog
hides my legs from my eyes.
I must go
where the rivers meet
and shiver in its every delight.
I must go
where it rains
where it thunders
where the poplars dance
and the tulips grow.
I must go
for the harvest of life
has begun.
I must go
I must truly go
for life is unloved
if i do not go.
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