FROM YONDER
GROUND
By: Tyararr J. Jones
These distant thoughts of peace that find my heart in array,
Searching through the doubt, I shall in a moment find my stay.
Wondrous paths of peace, my heart shall daily treasure,
The focus of my heart and the highlight of my pleasure.
This ground upon which I ponder, its visitors I often welcome,
The giving of which I partake clouds out the desire of what shall be gained.
O stranger of what I am to become in this journey,
Grasp my hand tightly that I might not squander into hoplessness.
My happiness has many faces and my joy has one anchor,
Bind me to a walk that is not my own in these steps of contemplation.
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