1 looks to the stars
turns to the east
leans on the powers
of reason & truth.
1 pays for the view
waits for the feast
contemplates beauty
& holds on to youth.
1 bows to the throne
flees from the beast
stands off alone
while one sets up
a booth.
1 searches within
struggles for peace
sees time begin
to grow long
in the tooth.
1 takes up the cross
suffers the sentence
‘s less where he is now
than where he
is going.
1 ‘s done what he’s done
comes to his senses
turns to the one
hanging next to him,
knowing
1 speaks of a presence
lives for today
lifts up the other
and shows him
the way.
from Stillwater Symposia
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