Sojourner's Cerebrations

just another sojourner... these feet are not my own, these hands are merely just on loan, they were made to be used and make love known, a fruit of a seed once long ago sown... and though the sojourner carries on as the wind is blown, she knows that she's never ever ever alone.

Friday, November 10, 2006

the time
when we are young
we crave adventurous feats
as we grow we
come to yearn
for the comfort of establishment
and it seems as though
that in the final leg
we understand the meaning...

of needing absolutely nothing.

But if there is
but one thing
that certainly needs the need to be needed...
(because of course there very well may be that something)
and this something
definitely should not
go on disregarded

because if it is
than needing nothing
is no humble cause

but rather
we do find it
to be something of
mere foolishness

so when you are young
cherish the threads
of stability

(in its most simple form. that is, if they so happen to be in place)
and as we grow
learn not to necessarily need them...
for they are weak unless bound by a bond of blessing

and when the race is run to completion
there is of only one thing to be proud.

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