Zeal

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Zeal

Lost in thought; lone-self important,
Those many long years ago.
A caring heart, eager to share
What was lived, and learned, to grow.

Crystal clear was the message;
Futures' brightness needing shade. 
I opened my arms, inviting all,
To walk life with me those days.

Peeking through sunlight I glimpse, 
Looking upon what youth did give,
Confidence, none could prune.
A young stallion steed to groom. 

Once I lived, and conquered fear;
Might of mind; impoverished tears.
Deep, I knew the course was mine.
Branded, etched in painful rhyme.

Heartfelt times, years ago. 
Paced an aging age to show.
Frames a picture, clicks the next. 
Slides of youth, meek, complex.

Countless thousand running frames,
Astonishing beauty, photo enclaves.
Show love, those picture fine days,
Walking each step, life mapping ways.

Decades, snail-paced stretches of time,
Passed through this warm life, still mine.
Scars, lumps, my aching bare limbs,
Show time's passage, completely fulfilled.