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age, becoming, bliss, breath, connection, destiny, dreams, fearless, grace, life, living, love, nature, old maps, passion, reason, restless, spirit, spirituality, strength, truth, understanding
of yesterdays
I’ve spent my share –
pockets empty now
the path ahead much less
than left behind
of dreams – by sleep
remembered
nights I lay between
practiced in a breath
of make believe
surrendered as to sorrows
counted not to home
the sound of water rushing
o’er my stones
silence keeps a record
of where I lingered here
trading bits of heaven
for wilderness
unknown
. . .









