Gatsby’s Hope

Where all light fades and draws below
The night, the green light stays aglow.
Forever lit before the sky,
It skims the water by and by,
And speaks of times we’ve yet to know.

Though you may find its solemn glow
As simple beauty there to show
The way to shore, still many lie
Where all light fades.

Search, as you may, the tides are slow,
But never will you find the woe
You’ve kept within, though you deny
The empty lights you’ve chased, and why
The rueful boat will always flow
Where all light fades.

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