Let not the heart grow weary
as it wanders searching
empty but for pain
and days of yearning.
Let not the spirit falter
as it hopes unwavering
for that which will nourish it
and help it grow.
Let not the soul tire
and lead to a darkness
cold with silence
a still slumber undisturbed.
For in this life
all things come in their time.
Mysteries will unfold
and paths be revealed.
They will lift you up again
and that which you seek
will fold you in its embrace.

Copyright ©2007 Joy L Nelson (goldenferi)


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