Beckoning
a wrecking daring taught bestowed
my weariness a covenant catering to
the boundary of self why I'd become
more open to resolve life's issues abundantly
simply through a passing fancy cleverly
orchestrated why rehearsed over and over again
while I'd gravely except a single faint hue as a quaint
challenge flowing as a beacon light edifying a sheer
witnessing on the pondering whims that gathered
beyond st john paul's passages of meaningful messages
hidden explored graphically in stone
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