(from THE RAGGED WRITINGS OF EVERLAND: Volume One)
Far Finder
Far Finder
Far finder, star
finder, pulsar of hope
Rainbows of hard
beams
In a star-baby’s
stone
Rubies in
crystallite all pourings through
Bringing me far-rope
To tie me to you
Far finder, star finder, shedder of light
Cradles of fair
worlds
In a little
one’s sight
Callings in
distant beams all shooting down
Bringing me
farlight
To find me in
you
When will we see you, when will you come?
When will your little ones
Finally run?
When they have farlight all filled up to the brim
And no more let heart light
Through timidity dim
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