Of Love and Of the Hadrosaur

I

I do whatever I choose
Though I do not choose to do
All that much it might appear
With these existential blues
But I do like I am here
And I like to be with you

Stars specific to our sky
Others not as things to use
But each other side by side
As who are who never die
As who were who never died

We do whatever we choose
More than what might first appear
We are lucky we are here
With these existential blues

II

On this my land
I took my stand
As though it were my last
Where memory
Remains with me
As present from the past

This is my place
Not by the grace
Of anyone but me
My stubbornness
My nothing less
Than all for destiny

This trial this toil
For blood for soil
Turns deep beneath the dust
Of centuries
Of things like these
We do because we must

III

Once we had the hadrosaur
Now hadrosaurs have gone
We are but they are no more

So humans blunder on
Without the hadrosaur we had
No dino no no more: too bad

But something for our trouble
The best which never fades away
Springs stubborn from the stubble
Of blossoms bloomed before our day

Love is the rising morning star
The hadrosaur was seeing
When hadrosaurs had being
Love makes us better than we are

I never had a hadrosaur
But I had love and I want more

+Steven Curtis Lance



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