Wednesday, August 26, 2015

for all one's ceaseless gleaning

incomprehensible still is the meaning

that denotes a soul's purpose

as to whether it could harm or help us


nothing in creation is ours to know

we find our way stumbling as we go

the same destination on separate paths for each

but always available and ever in reach






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