The Accepted Time

from by The Corner Laughers

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The path
down Eagle Hill
Like a river, like a winding tributary to the sea
And the the sea’s the town
on a busy morning
or a quiet afternoon

I hold your hand and hope you’ll understand I need to
Feel your fingers wrapped around mine, please
Yes, I know, that life means letting go but I will
Hold on just a little longer

Our feet
upon the leaves
That have fallen over night while we were sleeping and the sign
We stop to read
In the churchyard
right beside the open gate

Make the time for trees you long to climb and make me
take the time to be there with you, please
Count the bells, we pass by Mt. Carmel and look up
Find the North Star and Orion

Walk
alongside me
If I hurry, tell me ‘wait,’ to go more slowly
Now
is the accepted time
And a walk home
can be a world its own.

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from Temescal Telegraph, released June 5, 2020

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