Decades have come and gone

Each had its lessons and memories

Some seemed to last an eternity

Others flew by

Youth does not understand

That it is over before you know it

Time stolen while grudges were held

And learning the meaning

Of love and friendship

Some can carry the anger, fear and hate

I could never house those things

Learning forgiveness

Learning to have power over evil

It’s no wonder so many get lost

As we all do for a time

To fall through the cracks

Land and live there

The world turns and shifts

We are unaware

Until the heart says

I want more

I want to be found

But wait- I must find myself

No more rescues

No more waiting

Time to make amends

Time to build dreams

Time to believe in the impossible

Having survived for so long

Now, those days are gone

I got it

I grasp the golden goblet

I stop running and turn around to see

An audience is not necessary

It is the wild skies

The wind upon the wastelands

Mixed with the waters of my intent

There is fertile ground yet

It must be tilled and planted

A harvest will come

And I will be surrounded by laborers

Not the least of whom is me

And we will clink glasses

As we celebrate the bounty

Plentiful it will be

More than my minds eye can see

Finally for me

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