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by Mac1
Rated: E · Poetry · Spiritual · #2023883
Bittersweet
Bittersweet


My bones are tired, my worries and fears have faded

My vision of the meadow has dulled …, time is a splendid gift.

I now adore what was always there and I neglected to see

I ponder my next challenge

I open my eyes in my final time , how beautiful art thou with your light gleaming bright.

Clearly you are the prime light of existence, everlasting and pleasantly white….

Where will you take me… Whom will I meet

I want to give my Love , Appease and Support the ones that are needy.

I want to grab hold of my gifts and use them as it was intended.

The night has passed and I open my eyes at first light

The bright clouds are a gift, and I am beholden

My bitter pills are now sweet

For we are merely apparitions, in a world of marvel
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