stress fades

at least for the moment


I've given up childish notions

of making a difference in this world


I accept the tragedy

the daily circus of heartache


and while I find this moment golden

the next might find me swamped in dross


and though it may take a while

for this body to divest


its bad habits and wounds of failure

still may their intrusions come


less and less...so longer and longer

moments of peace and clarity may prevail....






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