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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