Forty Years
After forty years
In the wilderness,
I have finally found
My Promised Land.
Now the
Golden years,
Woven from
Golden moments.
Total relief
From the pressures
Of life.
Always up at 5am,
I now relish
Rising at 10.
I feel at one
With everything.
I pray to
A deaf God
For peace,
Love and
Understanding.
Poetry by Esti D-G
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Written on 2020-09-18 at 17:14
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