At times
I feel I’ll buckle
Crumple under crushing loneliness
Misery
Choice of vast proportion
Controlled by my attitude
Blessed with friends aplenty
Strength
Pipeline from divine energy
Hardly worthy
But grateful nonetheless
Distinct rhythm
Flows within my soul
As I’m growing old
This battle
Always takes its toll
But pales
Beside my past mistakes
Harmony I seek
Arrives in increments
Precious sentiments
Warm thoughts
Natural progression
Life as it comes
Love
From the strangest circumstances
New horizon
Clear focus on the prize
Inner peace
Compassionate release
As His light grows ever closer
Sweet emancipation
Approaching rapidly
“I AM the way” said He
Good enough for me
© Bill Grimes Jr. 2009
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