Weary
How close have I been to the eye of the storm?
How many bridges will I have to burn before I am allowed to come home?
How many songs unsung will I have to hum till my throat is sore and my head is numb?
How many miles will I have to run in leaden shoes to find the sun?
How close have I been to unravelling the plot, learning the secret,and untying the knot?
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the list goes on and on and on...
That is why I named this "Weary". These are questions that keep coming back. You kinda get tired of them.
Until you've sung all the silent songs of Love, and found you have always been bathed in the light of Divine Love.
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