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Walking the Earth
by Vivian Gilbert Zabel Once we breathe first air, We begin a journey Along a narrow path. At times smiles and laughter Bubble through the sunshine As we enjoy life’s trail. Yet, always, unknown, hide Trials, tribulation, grief, and despair In shadows along the way. Sometimes we glimpse roses among The thorns spread out by nature While we hum love’s lyrics and laments: Desire, heartache, pain, and joy. From childhood, young and free, We too quickly wane to timeworn age When traveling in faith to the end.
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