One Name
Though we take different roads,
We're not fragmented moulds,
Whole vessels we are,
Built by one Craftsman.
As we sojourn, we learn,
As we journey, we yearn,
Our views change,
Our aspirations range.
Our future self is seen in a mirror,
Cloaked by tomorrow,
We see the meadow,
As we pull apart the shadow.
We reach for an unseen hand,
To guide us through the fiery land,
Nature whispers His name.
The night takes us to the same.
August 4, 2023.
Copyright © Thompson Emate | Year Posted 2023
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