Whereigonext
I do so wonder where I’d go, tomorrow
Bumping into walls in the dark or over horizons
that journey long from the crawl as a babe
to my dusty shoes that show time passed
I’ve kicked the can and awakened anew
Cried from Deaths joke upon ideals of forever
And yet I can say of creation, Love was the breath
That gave life to my soul as I fished from the banks of
Rivers I’d crossed and never starved from love, nor hunger
Where do I go next, I’d hope forever, satisfied.
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