They have already lived and died
They have already lived and died
who made our past
or else they’re lost
in mists through which we cannot peer
I search for them
I read their ways
reclining here
turning the pages of a book
I look for the life
and the thoughts that shook
their souls to their foundations
Their voices reach me
convert my ways
and suddenly I’m changed
by all they thought and did
All stored up, now
stored and ready
waiting to be released.

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