What I’m looking for & what I need,
I’ve been searching for outside of Me.
What am I doing? Sitting in the mud, jeans all ruined,
Denim & dirt, fingernails bloody & broke trying to climb through it.
Sliding & falling, trudging along grimey, cold, & wet.
This Mountain’s high & steep but I ain’t folding yet.
Crushing pressure as the weight increases almost buckling My knees,
Stumbling onward & upwards toward those shimmering beams,
Of Light just beyond the Peak.
Faint glimmers caress My face at times, brushing against My cheeks.
My Mind, yearning for it so badly I’m blind to everything outside of the Goal,
Wishing for what I thought I had so I can finally be Whole.
Jigsaw pieces of a ramshackle village,
Striving to fit it all together & raise a Sacred Image.
Determination, Patience, Transmutation, Liberation;
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