The Martyr's Journey
A solitary path
to seek true self;
myself to find
without refine.
My heart revealed;
Love not sealed;
Old wounds unhealed,
echos choices made without regard to impact.
My heart calls out
in quiet shout,
wrestling with doubt
of Love’s conquering task for the greater good.
My flesh cries out
At Love’s request
To seek other’s best
without rest.
Flesh seeks it own desire’
While Love requires fire
to consume its selfish attire;
for choices to be made-
A life lived in self-seeking pursuit?
Or, a higher call
To Love’s grander plan-
Peace, joy and healing for all.
Shall I heed Love’s call?
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