☀️ The Daily Boost #840

Lay the world upon love's hands

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You might quibble with me about whether or not this is a “boost,” as it concerns the end of life.

But, for me, this hymn to the world is a magnificent boost. A brilliant, spine-tingling boost.

Dying is always about our living. Our living is always about our dying.

WORLD O WORLD
Jacob Collier

World, O world
You've been my home
Home
Home
Now it's time for me to go
Give me (the) wings to fly home
Sun did rise and sun did fall
You've been with me through it all
Always keeping by my side
Always by my side

Love, O love
You've been a friend
Love, O love, oh
Now the road must reach an end
Come, it's time to go
Time is swift to come to pass
Nothing stays and nothing lasts
Always moving on and on
Always moving on

Oh, and when I call your name
I think I love again
I lay my world upon your hands again
Oh, when you hold my pain
I feel my fire again, ooh
You are my soul
Oh, take me home

Until we meet
Until we meet again
Until we meet again
Until we meet again
Goodbye
Until we meet again, until we meet again
Meet again
Goodbye, goodbye, goodbye, goodbye

(My thanks to Joseph Collier and the Aeolians of Oakwood University.)

“How Dark the Beginning,”
a poem by Maggie Smith

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