December 8, 1980
John,
your soul is
a beam of light
shooting across the universe
while
down here
we twist and writhe
in the straight jacket of our grief
will we?
can we ever
Imagine again?
December 8, 1980
John,
your soul is
a beam of light
shooting across the universe
while
down here
we twist and writhe
in the straight jacket of our grief
will we?
can we ever
Imagine again?