BEYOND
MOSS BANK
LEAF BROWN
YESTERDAYS
WHERE DEER TRACKS
STOP AND DRINK,
MAPLE BRANCHES DRIP DOWN
RAIN DECEMBER TEARS
INTO THE QUICK SPILL AND SPLASH
LIQUID STONES
CLICK
ONE AGAINST THE OTHER
AND FOLLOW SOME OBSCURE ETERNAL PLAN
MY PATH AND TEARS
REACH OUT
IN SEARCH OF BAPTISM
I SEEK AGAIN
THE DREAM
SPEAK TO ME
JUST SPEAK
YOU MUST STILL BE
I'VE LOOKED TO REASON
LOOKED TO GOD
SOME THINGS, I THINK,
JUST HAPPEN
(FOR DOUG
MAR/25/1985-REH)
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