I have always been
two steps after tomorrow
dreaming of some new glory
ahead of myself with desire
and taking everything with me as I go
never leaving even
the crustiest shell behind.
I trudge along with my burdens.
What is to become of me? I don’t know.
Letting go of life each moment
I gather it in
returning to its source
a deeper energy
breathes a sigh of relief.
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