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The Death of Socrates, by Jacques-Louis David
Leonard Cohen

Leonard Cohen

Mission
I’ve worked at my work
I’ve slept at my sleep
I’ve died at my death
and now I can leave.
 
Leave what is needed
and leave what is full
need in the spirit
and need in the whole.
 
Beloved, I’m yours
as I have always been,
from marrow to pore
from longing to skin.
 
Now that my mission
has come to its end
I pray I’m forgiven
the life that I’ve led
 
the body I chased
it chased me as well.
My longing’s a place
my dying a sail.

Book of Longing

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