Yet I Only Desire Loves Immeasurable Truth
Yet I Only Desire Loves Immeasurable Truth
Death so like a shadow this poor soul seeks
Whereas new dawn its breath so slowly gifts
Moving in cadence, its rhythm so sleek
And adversity, it spits in dark shifts
Holding true, its thunder it soon displays
Undefeated tracing of horizon's stone heart
Such tis magical beauty cast each day
A long trip, would be folly not to start
Within fusion of red blood and white bone
Journey I, stout of heart and willing mind
This conscience cleared of black-hearted stone
We pray the light of truth we may there find.
Rumor has it there lays the fountain of youth.
Yet I only desire loves immeasurable truth!
Robert J. Lindley, March 8th, 1972
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