Tuesday, September 30, 2014

Thank you sorrow and terror and anguish
Thank you poisoned breast
And absent father
Thank you sun
And sunset
thank you eager youth so sharp
And dusty adulthood
Thank you heavy boots
 And hard hands
thank you for my passion
And fierceness
And the carving deep
Into the canvas of my soul
Thank you for this breath
And for the journey.

Grant me strength to ride it out
To the very last drop

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