Bend in the Road
A prayer for courage on my journey...
What good follows from counting each of my gray hairs? Will there again come a time when I have none? Yesterday is now gone, though it has certainly left a few sharp things behind. Still I have no illusions. The past is the past and the only foresight I can carry with me for that bend in the road ahead, is the ambiguous meaning yesterday has planted deep in my head, heart and gut.
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- Jonah · September 2‹ Brian's Poem of the DayAnother Circle Theory ›