It Stood Before Me

It stood before me
The future-fleeting
Stripping joy from our hearts
The art
Of leaving
Like birds
In hurried flight
The night
Receding into day
On my knees begging you to stay
In the first awakening of the sun
And it's been a long time comin
Doors closed, steps taken
Hearts broken, faith shaken
Yes-the future stood before me
And then it left me.

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