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Glance, But Once More…

Turn back!
Oh you who walked away
See what you left behind
No sorrow or tears will you find
Neither restless roving nor anger
No wistful longing for things past
No yearning after you, at last
There is none of those things here
No space was allowed them to grow
They were ripped up as seedlings
And burned long ago
You who walked away, now see
Look back and you will find
A calmness, steady as a mountain’s roots
A purpose growing like a creeper’s vine
A watchful wait for your return
A hopeful trust continually mined.


© Ruth P. – 2016

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An avid reader, thinker, daydreamer and listener. I like black cats and warm rain and fast cars. And oh yes, I quite like to write too!!

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