Running Away

I’m running away to unearth consolation. My knees - my bindle, carried to the ground. To unearth consolation, I’ve traveled so far, so near. Carried to the ground - all my trepidation and loss. I’ve traveled, so far, so near to the presence of Christ. All my trepidation and loss laid down at the foot of the cross. To the presence of Christ - my knees. My bindle laid down at the foot of the cross. Yes! I'm running away. 8/9/2022 Modern non-rhyming Pantoum
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Buhagiar Avatar
August 9, 2022 at 10:56 PM
Lovely meditation . Hugs.
Rodrigues Avatar
August 10, 2022 at 3:39 AM
Thank you, Victor!
Kalita Avatar
August 9, 2022 at 11:45 AM
Another breathtakingly creative share from your talented quill.... a unique share on the realm of modern non-rhyming Pantoum
Rodrigues Avatar
August 9, 2022 at 12:47 PM
Thank you! I rather like writing a pantoum without a rhyme.
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