by Seidel, by Seidel
brightly bathed green Sahel
Glow glowers Godly your guts
Steady, fast, flow the exit tuts
Goodbyes to worldliness
Partings, poor weariness
Chunking of malevolences
No self prevalence
Clatterings of vanities
Steps humanities
Dead who are quiet
Who hide from walkers and bikers both
They come to you now, listen close
Pure of heart, steady of pace
Beyond junked mind, the real race
Promise carefully and cavort not long
They depart suddenly, lingering song
Earthly and mortal you remain
We by Seidel alone sun emplane














