Wayfarer in Eternal Reality

Wandering the desolate wastes, a man stands alone. and yet his heart knows, that a place has been prepared for him. And so, he moves on...

Sunday

Before

I want to remember, now, while I can,
Before the cold of time,
And distance, and circumstance,
Rob my heart and mind,
Of that single moment,
A second, or two, no more,
Of warmth, of acceptance,
Remembering, not forgetting,
What has gone on before,
No, not ignoring, but,
Embracing, forgiving,
That which we were,
That which we are,
And still, finally, knowing we can move on,
and in that warm,
Timely, needed, moment,
Linger...
And know that,
All,
For us,
Is well.

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