Grow me, know me, show me, stow me

19 January 2011

Grow me, know me, show me, stow me

Grow me

Like the leaves on treetops I shall reach out

Like ramblings of a madman hear me shout

Like drooping willows shoulders ne’er stout

Like a budding flower this calyx I shall flout

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Grow me

I hear rains in yonder desert that scalds all

I see pains in the eyes that heart will recall

I feel winds on arid plain at my heart’s stall

I know I may lose grip before the mighty fall

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Know me

Like the blood scourging through my veins

Like the ache wandering out of my remains

Like the learned scholar who ignorance feigns

Like the burst in a bubble where fear reigns

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Know me

I call to your heart what forgot your mind

I hear from your eyes we’re one of a kind

I fear from your lies that doom will us find

I fall from your rise with all you left behind

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Show me

Like a puppet moving on some broken strings

Like a fallen angel with hammered-on wings

Like a remembrance of the forgotten things

Like the twist in my heart when memory sings

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Show me

I want to feel like a tomorrow never comes

I want to reinvent those mathematical sums

I want to hear what every dumb man hums

I hope even the deaf hear my heart’s drums

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Stow me

Like a precious stone that will never break

Like ember in my soul when again I’ll wake

Like the darkness of coal in every mistake

Like the water in the crystal of a snowflake

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Stow me

I will pile into myself like some sliding mud

I will drop down on my slices with eerie thud

I will flow into my waters like a raging flood

I will fold as a smothered flower never to bud

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