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A World Beyond the World

July 10, 2016

I never thought of death when I was young,

And even then, without my knowing it,

Saw the world with a poet’s eye.

Even then the muse and the sylvan sprite were my companions,

And the clouds though which I dreamed,

The fields and meadows through which I walked,

And the forest that held my secret places,

Showed me a world beyond the world

That disguised itself as the reality

From which only my dreaming could save me.

 

 

 

WOODLAND PATH

 

 

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