Stephen Graves's Blog – March 2009 Archive (1)

To a plateau it seems I have climbed, now perhaps might I rest

For the journey has been long and arduous.

Arriving here has taken my best.



Thread bare and torn are my garments

Bruised and calloused my hands.

Yet in my Heart of Hearts, I am thankful.

Is it now that the trials are at end?



Alone must now I wander

Nary another soul is in sight.

Yet there is that Presence about me

Surely all is right.



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