pan;

And here is your love

For the woman, the man.

May everyone live,

And may everyone die.

Hello, my love,

And, my love, Goodbye.

And here is the night,

The night has begun;

And here is your death

In the heart of your son.

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And here is the dawn,

(Until death do us part);

And here is your death,

In your daughter’s heart.

May everyone live,

And may everyone die.

Hello, my love,

And, my love, Goodbye.

And here you are hurried,

And here you are gone;

And here is the love,

That it’s all built upon.

Here is your cross,

Your nails and your hill;

And here is your love,

That lists where it will

May everyone live,

And may everyone die.

Hello, my love,

And my love, Goodbye.

144

Love Itself

The light came through the window,

Straight from the sun above,

And so inside my little room

There plunged the rays of Love.

In streams of light I clearly saw

The dust you seldom see,

Out of which the Nameless makes

A Name for one like me.

I’ll try to say a little more:

Love went on and on

Until it reached an open door –

Then Love Itself

Love Itself was gone.

All busy in the sunlight

The flecks did float and dance,

And I was tumbled up with them

In formless circumstance.

I’ll try to say a little more:

Love went on and on

Until it reached an open door –

Then Love Itself

Love Itself was gone.

Then I came back from where I’d been.

My room, it looked the same –

But there was nothing left between

The Nameless and the Name.

All busy in the sunlight

The flecks did float and dance,

And I was tumbled up with them

In formless circumstance.

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I’ll try to say a little more:

Love went on and on

Until it reached an open door –

Then Love itself,

Love Itself was gone.

Love Itself was gone.

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By The Rivers Dark

By the rivers dark

I wandered on.

I lived my life

in Babylon.

And I did forget

My holy song:

And I had no strength

In Babylon.

By the rivers dark

Where I could not see

Who was waiting there

Who was hunting me.

And he cut my lip

And he cut my heart.

So I could not drink

From the river dark.

And he covered me,

And I saw within,

My lawless heart

And my wedding ring,

I did not know

And I could not see

Who was waiting there,

Who was hunting me.

By the rivers dark

I panicked on.

I belonged at last

to Babylon.

Then he struck my heart

With a deadly force,

And he said, ‘This heart:

It is not yours.’

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And he gave the wind

My wedding ring;

And he circled us

With everything.

By the rivers dark,

In a wounded dawn,

I live my life

In Babylon.

Though I take my song

From a withered limb,

Both song and tree,

They sing for him.

Be the truth unsaid

And the blessing gone,

If I forget

My Babylon.

I did not know

And I could not see

Who was waiting there,

Who was hunting me.

By the rivers dark,

Where it all goes on;

By the rivers dark

In Babylon.

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Alexandra Leaving

Suddenly the night has grown colder.

The god of love preparing to depart.

Alexandra hoisted on his shoulder,

They slip between the sentries of the heart.

Upheld by the simplicities of pleasure,

They gain the light, they formlessly entwine;

And radiant beyond your widest measure

They fall among the voices and the wine.

It’s not a trick, your senses all deceiving,

A fitful dream, the morning will exhaust –

Say goodbye to Alexandra leaving.

Then say goodbye to Alexandra lost.

Even though she sleeps upon your satin;

Even though she wakes you with a kiss.

Do not say the moment was imagined;

Do not stoop to strategies like this.

As someone long prepared for this to happen,

Go firmly to the window. Drink it in.

Exquisite music. Alexandra laughing.

Your firm commitments tangible again.

And you who had the honor of her evening,

And by the honor had your own restored –

Say goodbye to Alexandra leaving;

Alexandra leaving with her lord.

Even though she sleeps upon your satin;

Even though she wakes you with a kiss.

Do not say the moment was imagined;

Do not stoop to strategies like this.

As someone long prepared for the occasion;

In full command of every plan you wrecked –

Do not choose a coward’s explanation

that hides behind the cause and the effect.

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And you who were bewildered by a meaning;

Whose code was broken, crucifix uncrossed –

Say goodbye to Alexandra leaving.

Then say goodbye to Alexandra lost.

Say goodbye to Alexandra leaving.

Then say goodbye to Alexandra lost.

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You Have Loved Enough

I said I’d be your lover.

You laughed at what I said.

I lost my job forever.

I was counted with the dead.

I swept the marble chambers,

But you sent me down below.

You kept me from believing

Until you let me know:

That I am not the one who loves –

It’s love that seizes me.

When hatred with his package comes,

You forbid delivery.

And when the hunger for your touch

Rises from the hunger,

You whisper, "You have loved enough,

Now let me be the Lover."

I swept the marble chambers,

But you sent me down below.

You kept me from believing

Until you let me know:

That I am not the one who loves –

It’s love that chooses me.

When hatred with his package comes,

You forbid delivery.

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Boogie Street

O Crown of Light, O Darkened One,

I never thought we’d meet.

You kiss my lips, and then it’s done:

I’m back on Boogie Street.

A sip of wine, a cigarette,

And then it’s time to go.

I tidied up the kitchenette;

I tuned the old banjo.

I’m wanted at the traffic-jam.

They’re saving me a seat.

I’m what I am, and what I am,

Is back on Boogie Street.

And O my love, I still recall

The pleasures that we knew;

The rivers and the waterfall,

Wherein I bathed with you.

Bewildered by your beauty there,

I’d kneel to dry your feet.

By such instructions you prepare

A man for Boogie Street.

So come, my friends, be not afraid.

We are so lightly here.

It is in love that we are made;

In love we disappear.

Tho’ all the maps of blood and flesh

Are posted on the door,

There’s no one who has told us yet

What Boogie Street is for.

O Crown of Light, O Darkened One,

I never thought we’d meet.

You kiss my lips, and then it’s done:

I’m back on Boogie Street.

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The Land Of Plenty

Don’t really know who sent me

To raise my voice and say:

May the lights in The

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