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worth living

26 January 2013 by Jason

it is in the opening.
and it is in the closing.

in the corners.
and also at the fulcrums.

where life is made.

it is at the dead ends.
and it is also at the detours.

on the sharp edges.
and also at the cliffs.

where life is molded.

it is in the elation.
and it is in the despair.

in the distillation.
and also in the expansion.

where life is graded.

it is in the pitch blackness.
and it is in the brilliant light.

at the birthing.
and also at the dying.

where life is vigorous.

it is at the flash of thought.
and it is at the last word.

during the making of love.
and also the breaking of hearts.

where life is trying.

it is at the twilight.
and it is at the effulgence.

at the first inhalation.
and the very last exhilation.

where life is worth living.

where life is worth living.

clawing forward on bloodied hands.

getting up from bended knees.

drawing back from the precipice.

looking forward in belief.

holding on with greeted teeth.

where life is worth living.

life is worth living.

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in the game

24 January 2013 by Jason

the name of the game
you said looking far away.
staying on the field.

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bountiful joy

21 January 2013 by Jason

walk softly on earth.
carry nothing but your flesh.
your bountiful joy.

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speak listening

20 January 2013 by Jason

pause before the sun.
before heaven awakes, speak.
then live listening.

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bright light

18 January 2013 by Jason

are you made of glass?
do you break at every blow?
let the light shine through.

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heaven’s late

14 January 2013 by Jason

cold dandruff falling.
ice picks blinding my blue eyes.
waiting for heaven.

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