I am assured
this is the glade I will
wade through in order to be human
again.
And you know there is dry land on the other side?
Well, no.
There is a promise
of rest, and I am hoping
to one day believe
in the promise.
Then how do you cross?
For today, there is the sky above
and a lark
perched on my shoulder,
singing
me
on
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