June 22, 2016

Tempted by wonder
To, doubters, believe.
His pack held the truths
That had caused him to grieve.

To Trade place at E’er’s table
For crumbs from Now’s “feast.”
“The least shall be greatest
The greatest- the least.”

With these thoughts in his head,
The man wandered on.
The water, yes, moved him,
But not a mere pawn.

Beside this small torrent
Were his footprints aft’ found.
Where either were headed
None-else ever found,

Save for those souls
Who’s destinies met,
Past faith and fell-struggle
Upon grace-toppled regret.

Water Feet VI


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