Poem 434








So much can change
in but a year..
What wouldn’t have
I given..
just to end up
here?

I would’ve given
everything..
which is, indeed,
exactly what
I gave.
And in The End
what was I left with
in exchange?
Only The All
for which so many
countless times
I prayed.

The Flesh
within our head
so often falters
in its faith..
Only The Spirit
in our heart,
by means of
following
its long
and winding
path..
eventually
finds its strange
and crooked
way..

To promise land
of coveted
today.

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