Monday, September 18, 2023

a poem

"the peace of settling"

there are many who have traveled through
the thin vapor air, searching for answers
to still their human yearnings,
their quest for truth through the halls of the hidden aqueducts,
with holiness as their anchor,
for all they could make of it,
finding truths ambush them in times of need,
finding more answers as they search beneath.
there are times when man has sat or stood still,
taking all he can of the thin vapor air.

and what is it, to which the trajectory is intended to encounter?
but a peaceful reality, the calm of her magnetic stare.


by Ben Bussewitz D.D., M.D.

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