IN THE NEIGHBORHOOD OF MY CHILDHOOD

 
Again the words climb
as if I were seeing
the dark green field of nettles
from the top of the hill
 
and again I feel youthful
as if the seven gates
I passed by only yesterday
still stood unbroken
 
and again eyes burn
as if I were the first man
walking the paths of the kingdom,
every breath a promise
 
 

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