~ The closer one gets to the summit, the harsher the winds blow ~

We hobble down hallways

losing heart by the hour,

Hoping the hallowed will always

honor us with their power.

Never outside of this pattern of thought,

always within,

Dwelling in the battles we’ve fought,

yet in these hallways we begin.

For when we walk toward the pain,

rather than distract ourselves

or walk away,

we embrace the chance to heal the strain,

and perhaps fight for one more day.

The wounds of this body may not be healed,

Neither those of mine, nor those of yours,

For we hobble down hallways gaining heart,

as truth is revealed by opening doors.


#hallways #doors #healing #darkness #light #distractions


Being heard, stirred, and perhaps cured by life's many hidden images and the written-spoken word.
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