In memoriam P.G. Your heaven is not in the sky. It is with us. Time would have only let us down. Then let the bells ring out, and strike their tongues in the sky where lightning plays like wild horses. Their stately chimes shake the air, as if they knew where love came from. But the wind is all we know. In an instant, we have lost or gained eternity. Yet we shall not taste death. The bells sway and toll, but no eye encloses a life or knows its infinite sacrifice. Jason Morgan A love song From all…
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Jason Morgan: ‘In memoriam P.G.’, A love song’ and ‘Who sleeps?’
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