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Make Time.

I’ll take you swimming follow me.
Make time when there is none, for the sea

I’ll keep on living incomplete,
As long as I still wake up from my dreams.
They’ll see the end of our own street,
We don’t make time where there is none, move your feet!

I’ll build you a boat out of lightning and fill it with pearls, we’ll float worlds end and touch in return just to prove the impossible possible; sure you’ll be there where our time comes.
You feel the same thing we’re waiting and waiting, and stop, I feel faint from accepting this terrible loss in time you thought you’d say its just gone; we’ll make time when there is none!

Build you a boat with big diamonds and fill it with stars, hear the base drums so far off. Be there tomorrow get some rest all that’s left a few hundred miles we’ll make time when there is none!
You feel the same thing we’re waiting and waiting, and stop, I feel faint from accepting this terrible loss in time you thought you’d say its just gone; we’ll make time when there is none!
You feel the same thing we’re waiting and waiting, and stop, I feel faint from accepting this terrible loss in time you thought you’d say its just gone; we’ll make time when there is none!

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Working as a metalsmith's apprentice 

my first attempt at welding

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Cantares… (Songs….Machado’s Testament)

All goes, and all remains

but our task is to go,

to go creating roads
roads through the sea.

My songs never chased
after glory to remain
in human memory.
I love the subtle worlds
weightless and charming,
worlds like soap-bubbles.

I like to see them, daubed
with sunlight and scarlet,
quiver, under a blue sky,
suddenly and burst…

I never chased glory.

Traveller, the road is only
your footprint, and no more;
traveller, there’s no road,
the road is your travelling.

Going becomes the road
and if you look back
you will see a path
none can tread again.

Traveller, every track
leaves its wake on the sea…

Once in this place
where bushes now have thorns
the sound of a poet’s cry was heard
‘Traveller there’s no road
the road is your travelling…’

Step by step, line by line…

The poet died far from home.
Shrouded by dust of a neighbouring land.
At his parting they heard him cry:
‘Traveller there’s no road
the road is your travelling…’

Step by step, line by line…

When the goldfinch can’t sing,
when the poet’s a wanderer,
when nothing aids our prayer.
‘Traveller there’s no road
 the road is your travelling…’

Step by step, line by line.

 

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