Now that your brazen estate sounded
And timeless vision floated you
Across to the near end
Of this vengeless fifth river.
Your priceless life ethic swallowed
Now that your unfolding essence
Blared budded colours
In universal attunement.
Were we your exalted playmates
Sounding eternal when you refused to drive?
Has not your exit dismembered
Our time celebrated general wobbling?
Oh Michael! Where are you now?
Have you gone abroad again?
For God’s divine doctorate?
Horrid timed precocious dusk.
Your light still shines
Your love forever hears.
Your communion still endures.
Yet you are so mortally far from reach.
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