| My only boy, be not so blind
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| Open your eyelids wide. |
| In through your mouth, breathe soft, light…
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| There are no words, no hands, no eyes
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| To show where a door stands wide
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| In through your mouth, breathe soft, light…
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| Let your heart stand open
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| When silence trickles down, bright
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| And softly, slowly surrounds
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| Your little ghost town
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| Set all the silver lamps alight
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| Open the windows wide
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| (come to me now, in soft light)
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| Show every world in its separate light-
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| (A gull’s wing, a crow’s dark eye)
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| Where all the city’s foundlings lie
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| When your heart stands open
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| And offered to a crowd
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| Draw lines around your chosen life
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| And let it burn, bright —
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| Over all the lovely faces
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| (In place of the sun
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| In place of the moon…) |