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~ (~) ~ the Journey ~ (~) ~

~ (~) The journey towards home, yes quiet the tender longing, my soul, weary, inside inside-
out in between outside all about; 

given the struggle, attention... being and remaining always seemingly to be quiet-and quite 
the insidious, aspiration, perfection, whereas it would lie finally; 

it stands-for-me-to be-yet-incomplete... yet and still forever-transfixed; 

my peace, the simple fulfillment humble fruit, gentle blessing of this hope. (~) ~ 


~ (~) Such it is this journey for me, struggle... greatest-ambition... my joy full and 
overflowing in the day of its fruition. (~) ~


~ (~) Just like a diamond in the rough glistening-there-lying in the snowdrops; given the 
honest exclusions of my soul at-times covertly divided absent-growing-evermore-futile the 
original vision of it I feel now, request far more... ! (~) ~


~ (~) Love I believe forever providing abiding beside the truth telling overtly of this — 
conjured up all the remnants of fallacies-as-they-are I've-come-to-see will always try to keep 
the heart mind in complete denial — as grace is the only hope as well I believe delighting 
thriving there amid the-space-between... . (~) ~


~ (~) For all of us, mercy, these simple treasures are-what I pray do-remain, I mean imagine 
if it were the-day-that-they-wouldn't-care-to-be — oh I know yes the quiet-separation, perfect 
longing, confusion-within — oh-God yes Heaven-forbid... ! (~) ~


~ (~) I mean brogue-down beaten up-chartreuse black purple handed down to me my face... 
grappling-I'm not yet crippled my soul lay opened amenable amendable-willing-now-desiring 
only for this one-conviction the charity of-your Mercy... .. (~) ~


~ (~) Touched by this I was also though back in the day though nary I know the way it went 
my joy it left me in my hate... . (~) ~


~ (~) Consumed I became like an angry wind by someone something else, but I too believe 
as well and consider it today to be ultimately by the allowance of the merciful outstretched 
hand of God... .. duly abiding-by-His-word, in-Faith... .. (~) ~


~ (~) And so I offer this one exclamation to Him hoping for nothing greater or less than this 
result as I say for-another-time; "Okay God, you have my attention now, I am listening... !" 
(~) ~




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