On the right path, or so it seems, the journey continues
ever onward toward a distant desire that fervently beckons.
Stumbling, ignoring whispering voices saying, this is not
the true way, I stubbornly persist despite my growing fear.
My willful refusal to admit my weakness and pride, serves to
blind me to the freely given beauty and grace all around me.
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| "Morning Dawns" ©MalekoArts 2010 (Southeastern Oregon) |
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