I have been consumed
by my own mindless thoughts,
my own search for
my holy grail
that I forgot
why I was here all along,
my goal buried beneath
a giant pile of emotional paperwork
that I've been reluctant to fill out.
But, out of no where,
a gust of wind has blown it all
off my desk,
revealing that illusive task once again.
so I might take up my mantle
and charge forth
in hopes for victory.
And in the end,
there will be arrows
cutting into me,
prodding me repeatedly
as I press onward,
daring not look back
on what may have been,
for at that point
they never could have been.
But I'll wear those feathers
as badges, emblems
of my trek.
Whether I will want to remember
what they all will mean
is yet to be seen.
"Love is that condition in which the happiness of another person is essential to your own."
- Kenny Edler
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