Oh my friend
How I wish that I could bear your burdens for you
I tried, I struggled and strapped your boulders to my back
I hoped that I could carry you both up the hill
I was wrong
And had I known,
Of the foolish folly of my stalwart calling
Upon grace to save a fated dance with death
And let us rest from all our troubles,
Trials,
Tribulation,
Torment and tumultuous terror traced to wish we were anywhere else but where we are.
What a cruel twist.
A mixing of the dark and light finds
Starshine in the shadow valley's eyes
And reflected from the delicate waters of the desert
A rising hope
That can be
Worth living.
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