See? This journey had to go this way, me in a fog of what if and what now, never seeing it as the whole picture, this battle with my brother, my brethren, my sister, my family, my affections, my vows, dancing in the open without a bit of regret, save for any undue suffering at the hands of a most loyal love asking me to lift my sightlessness that I might then see my gravest sin...
It stands now before me like a false love, my lust and desire, my foul want, my god-fouled consumption. I made a mockery of my duty. It reached out to me with needfulness in its motion, for my eyes to see and for my blindness to be temporary.
Breathe and Love, breathe and Love, over and over until they join one another again…
© 2012 by mark richard prime
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