Sometimes Some Time Must Pass Before the Flesh

Music: Fugue in F Minor.
By Dimitri Shostakovich. Sequenced by
J. Marques.

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Sometimes some time must pass before the flesh
Can grow across the chasm of a wound.
The rift must be protected by a silence
That waits upon the healing touch of night.

You and I have traded so much pain
There came a time you closed maternal* doors.
Your love could not so long sustain the power
To hold humiliation in your arms.

I know that I have disappointed you:
I could not be the child that you wanted.
But now I stand beside your ancient walls.
Come meet me once again outside the gate.

*"paternal" if for a father

Copyright by Nicholas Gordon



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