death is before me today
like the recovery of a sick man
like going forth into a garden after sickness
death is before me today
like the odor of myrrh
like sitting under the sail in good wind
death is before me today
like the course of a stream
like the return of a man from a war galley to his home
death is before me today
like the home a man longs to see
after years spent as a captive
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