Mr Leonard Cohen
I see the ruins of the marble arches that once stood proud and tall…
While waiting for the miracle did they crumble, rust and fall…
In times like this, the Devil’s twist, he’s laid the wicked hand…
You lost the deck but Mr Cohen, I do understand.
Light gets through the crevices and cracks of here and then…
What’s gone is gone but you grew strong from pain you felt back when…
“There is a crack in everything” a lesson learnt firsthand…
You danced again and Mr Cohen, I do understand.
A triumph over suffering, to that I can relate…
Thoughts you fought, so taut you sought to sort and to collate…
And nothing ever stays the same; we flow with time like sand…
You struggled on and Mr Cohen, I do understand.
Patience is a virtue, and patient you have been…
And fair as garden fountains as the mountains shout “Amen!”
The astral planes are open, for you to walk the land…
You grew so wise and Mr Cohen, I do understand.
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Thousands of candles can be lit from a single candle,
and the life of the candle will not be shortened.
Happiness never decreases by being shared.