“And only smaller thought’s impossible” is correct, yes.
That was quick. Thank you!
The sunlight still on me, you shadowed in cloud.
We look upon each other now like hills across a valley. I’m no more your son. It is my mind, not a son of yours, that looks, and the great darkness of your death comes up and equals it across the way.
A living man upon a dead man thinks
And any smaller thought is impossible.
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You’re bang on.
“And only smaller thought’s impossible” is correct, yes.
That was quick. Thank you!
The sunlight still on me, you shadowed in cloud.
We look upon each other now like hills across a valley. I’m no more your son. It is my mind, not a son of yours, that looks, and the great darkness of your death comes up and equals it across the way.
A living man upon a dead man thinks
And any smaller thought is impossible.