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Where it is darkest
I stand
Exhausted
One more curve until I see the light
In the cave
Where I have been walking
I pause
Preparing
One more rest before the next move
In the cave
Where I have no reference
I consider
Poignant
The path that I am on
In the cave
Where there’s so little light
I remember
Persistence
Stopping where I am is deadly
In the cave
Where shades and shadows dance
I consider
Allegory
Perception is reality
In the cave
Where light returns softly
I take notice
Appreciative
The exit is preceded by curves
In the cave
In honor of my Mom as a testament to her strength and endurance, as she stands vigil over her firstborn son Andrew in Costa Rica.
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| Mom and Andrew May 2014 |
Sometimes the battle (i.e. the cave) is the waiting.
With words, song and prayer,
TiMo
