The Trail

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The trail that is laid before me
Of longing, holding
Deep sense of everything that’s inside of me
Caressed with gentle love
Presence that reaches deep
Even my feet, steep into me I feel
Heal and field a new story
It rings true, out of the blue
Surrender tightly, I can see it
It’s right there in front of me
It still remains, it does give me pain
But I can see it flail, as I rise from the grave
Of my yesterday’s sorrow and turn it into
The gold of tomorrow, by sitting with the part of me that’s hollow


Ian Altosaar

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