The Journey of
Cool and quiet awareness came.
Through scattered dreams now all but unknown.
On the mercurial sunset of a love never to be owned.
Out of smiles and tears rendered on every earth tone.
And still you rejoiced...
Is not everyone on life's road but a teacher?
The new dawn not yours to surrender to once again?
And the journey inward not where true existence begins?
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