Sacred Journey
I am the boatman
ferrying my selves
to the distant shore.
I am the grief for that
which is left behind.
I am the eager anticipation
of a child’s heart.
I am the thoughts
that stand before me like sentinels
and obscure my view.
I am that
upon which I rest.
I am the farthest shore.
I am the opportunity
awaiting my arrival.
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