May 17, 2020

The Struggle II

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In the blink of an eye,
I lost it all.
In the blink of an eye,
It was all gone.

For what is life,
Without a struggle?
What is love,
Without a heartbreak?

What are words,
Without meaning?

Through the night sky,
The wandering mind
Looses itself,
In that blink of an eye.

The sea that was once tamed,
Is now a raging storm.
The summer days
Are almost gone
And both the night and day
Seem longer each day.

Dismal days,
Clouded mind.
Larger nights,
Paths diverged.

These are the days
Where I pick myself up.

Shakespeare said,
“The valiant never taste of death but once.”

And I, despite my losses,
I have not died.
Nor will I,
With a defeated mind.

Above and beyond
This down-trodden road
That I roam.
I know,
The comfort will come.

Once I decide,
What path I am on.

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