The Observer

Fulfillment is his game;
he cannot name another choice
that would enhance a life so lost
in love of all that he surveys.

The beloved too will fail, for he
must lose the trail, in his indifferent quest
to understand--

I for one, would welcome it,
for coming to the close of fantasy and life,
I'd sing not requiem, but celebration.
Enhancement finally takes place
with a shoulder's shrug.
              ~

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[Tom]

Yes indeed a higher plane awaits but until then, ' que sera que sera ' !