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
Content (c) 2008-2015 Philip Milito.
Wednesday, August 26, 2015
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