crawling ~ ~ ~

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each step into daylight

seems to

travel further into the dark… always uncertain of my course.

*

i look for a beam of light

or

a glowing ember…. something to grab hold

for guidance,

for stability

yet

i know light cannot be harnessed ~

it cannot be held in one’s hands

so,

i drop to my knees and crawl my way forward.

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blind ~ i may be

and

stable ~ one could disagree

but

mobile ~ i can be ~ moving forward the best i can ~ ~ ~

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