Soul Journey
As I look back
failure was never
an option…
destined
to repeat until the lesson
learned –
As I look back,
I have been schooled
and graded for life
by death --
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The soul skips and bumps
a corduroy road – these often
alter pass vehicles we call the
Human Body And Currier --
I transport no angel messages
nor devils to lament --
no convictions other than
my time profitably spent --
Profitably Spent, not meaning an
accumulation of victories...but a
process of divining, sinking – drawing
out of the earth more than I ever put in….
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