Friday, November 02, 2012
And listen, O my America!To Huu:
Emily, come with me
So when grown up you will know the way
and not be lost.
Where are we going, Daddy?
To the riverbank, the Potomac.
What do you want me to see, Daddy?
I want you, dear, to see the
O my child, with your round eyes,
O my child, with your golden hair,
Ask me no more question, darling!
Come, I will carry you.
Soon you will be home again with Mummy
Living still or having gone before.
Blaze up. Truth, blaze up!
Sometimes the Inner Light burns hot and bright...
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