one of many

I move down the home stretch

of the race I have run with patience

a muddy track for sure

but others race past me

or lag behind

we all each one of this many

we slide toward some finish line

crossing into a winner's circle

of release and accountability

or so it is to which we aspire

trudging through the mud

and scrambling for our heavens

in the Great Always that accommodates them all

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