Thursday, August 31, 2017

Time of Arrival

We don't finish the journey.
The journey finishes us.
We slide off the boat, the road,
And into the dark.

We keep singing, I've been there
And I'm done with that,
But we're never done with that,
Whatever's put behind us,

Not until it's done with us.
And once it's done us,
It undoes us. Once that's done,

It can't be undone,
And that is the mystery
That is our destination.

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