He writes with the long hand of the clock.
He was given a telescope by fair providence
she shook her hair at his gratitude.
Larry hurried the theory of a lifetime.
Employed by minute angels to paint the gates
to eternity.
What eloquent words turned to colours
during each hour of his master labour,
each one a brick in this sacred arch
stalling´s long hand and brush touches.
(special tribute to Larry whose poetry and support has been great)
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