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We thought we knew what we wanted.
Compelling connections to be
explored as swift as swallows fly;
sparks exploding into stars,
making pyres of our young bodies.

We knew what we thought we wanted.
Fearful of endings we tried
to live at the speed of light
& outran our selves.
Gathering up everything
to offer one another,
it all went into the fire.

We knew what we wanted.
& watching the whole thing burn,
rising like a plume
of light & smoke & mirror
high above the lights of the city,
we were grateful for the chance
to get it wrong.

We knew what we thought we wanted.
Fearful of endings we tried
to live at the speed of light
& outran our selves.
Gathering up everything
to offer one another,
it all went into the fire.

I like what I see in this, the part that I have picked out above particularly, as well as the final two lines ...

we were grateful for the chance to get it wrong.

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we were grateful for the chance
to get it wrong.

Lovely thought, "lightedplace." I enjoyed the whole poem and idea.

A good line for a grave-stone, too.
If Leonard wrote this I would rave on about some mystical context and suggest he was talking to his G~d and thanking Him for this opportunity at Life/existence.

Mat.