1. It Meant All

Sunshine,

wash the ground fill the sky

there will be no glory

nor greatness

till dawn has arrived

till all the creatures are formed

till man has come

Every moon, every wind

every day, every year

I saw the sign

the flowers that died

lived once more

my name was called

it meant something, even so

I cropped the light

the fields were full

of meaningful thoughts

my name was called

it meant something

it meant all

Blood slows until it has the texture of volcanic rock

then it can rest, then you think less and love more

Every moon, every wind

every day, every year

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