Poems

A collection of heartaches, healing, and hope.

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11. Straining Ever Straining

Straining, ever straining

To return to a place too far,

A time lost years ago.

I cannot return,

Save in tarnished memories.

 

Pressing, ever pressing,

To the next destination,

Regardless of obstacle or loss.

I cannot go forward,

The present entangles me.

 

Grasping, ever grasping,

At what I am living,

To remain and preserve.

I cannot stay here,

In the passivity of the now. 

 

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