To Whom It Doth Concern
To whom is it that i write
to whom and why
apparent
in this late autumn night
To you it is, of course it is
to you who are
mine self
in this early spring morning
The truth of the you eternal
was known and
felt by Walt
as the brother and lover of all men
Also known it was to the Brownings
to Blake, to
Auden, to Stevie
as well as Gibran and Lennon
They sang through the pages
through the waves,
through the ages
to the self they sang, to their self
If i am successful, it will be myself
reincarnated,
young and hungry
who will feel these very words
And be touched by a resonance
that lets him
know that these lines
were written for him, for me, for you.
- Paul Malécot
to
Paul to Moongate
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