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Sail On

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Sail on the golden way
For the wind is high,
Throughout the whole wide earth.
As the waves go lapping by.

Houses not made with hands!
The sparkling gold
(Is silence implying sound?)
Lights some boulders old.

Through the silence of space,
Fisherman would have no luck
Here in the common human way,
Fish should keep their big mouths
shut.

To worship the beauty of the dawn
All yellow and orange and white,
One who has scaled the peaks,
While joy obscured my sight.

Life fast in habit, ease or sleep,
I swing a sweating jug
Forever it breaks free again,
Which dripping water dug.

Everyone grovels in error
And raise our voice in praise
Not too hot with a gross belief,
We call the "good old days."

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