***That morning…***
***the sun began to crawl on the eastern horizon***
***quiet, silent, occasional poultry chattering merrily***
***I think the wind's fingers are gently stroking my face***
***cool fresh seeps in the chest***
***I walked slowly***
***toward where I was staying, where I was kneeling***
Here…
I closed my eyes and sharpened my ears
tranquility and peace penetrate into the recesses of the soul
I pray for forgiveness and leadership
I read the word, torch the light of the way of life
Here…
my knees knotted in a knit of resignation
my heart trembled in anger
my faith is strengthened
From here…
I stepped, down the hill and valley of life
though full of twists and mysteries
my heart is steadfast, my steps are dashing...
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