I am waning in old memories
and my pain is as lingering smoke when the candle expires
I am fighting dis-ease
And a greater companion is here, calming my desires
I am a man, blowing like sand—
Where I once was a column, I am chipped into an effigy
When I once would have fallen, I now can face a thousand things
I'm facing entropy
But as a garden, I will till and be tilled, till fruit I bear
I am a child—sometimes beguiled..
There's a reason for every trial
There's a time to unveil every smile
"You're a brother," he said, "I will take it instead;" all of one, he and they.
From a fall to fatherhood, the author and finisher made possible
I am living for things yet to come
And my days are as steps on a flight ranging from then to there
My afflictions are nothing that's seen
And my strivings are strengthened when I quell the fire
I am divine—I'll make it, in time.
released September 25, 2008
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