Jan G. Otterstrom F.

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LITANY OF YEARS

In the fight, day and night
until I leave behind my ashes
a ghost, to look upon the world
below, to see the toil of humble folk
to reap in final ripeness, the passing
through a veil of years to dry those tears
as feelings turn to art, then find
the source of questions and their answers
bereaved with bliss, free to fly beyond
the stars, not minding to stop at Mars.




Jan G. Otterstrom F. 6/09/2013