Wednesday, September 28, 2016

The Winter Storm

A ruddy risk,
A ruddy life,
A better life.
The worser soul,
The worser sole,
The well-worn shoe,
The well-worn path.
A thousand miles,
A thousand eyes,
Belittling me,
Belittling me.

With far-flung cries
And forlorn tears
Cascading down
Like waterfalls
Like drops of rain.

Against the winter storm
Undying, fight.
Unfurl your furrows
Dig deep inside
And drive through the drifts
Unmask your heart
Set it against the plow
And push almighty.
You'll find it hurts
Unbearably
But that is the way
The only way
The only Way.


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