It is as expected...

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It is as expected, for I gather momentum after

glancing backward. Etched in the sands

follow a staggering set of footprints

each grain of sand leaving an imprint on my soul.

Good or bad, its all in the stagger. Infinite

detail gained and lost in a single step.

Direction equates to 'over yonder' and the

elements of time only understood by 'Father'.

for you see, nature is a 'Mother' and to be

treated as such.

Striding out is an art and walking tall an advert,

but alas we must continue for it is in our walk

that a stride is created and in turn the stride

becomes a trot. Trot easily becomes a dash which

left unchecked becomes a sprint.

It is in this sprint that reality is noted and

realization dawns, that unless you have a quest

a couch will always be good enough.

If a couch is acceptable then play on,

but if not, then the purity of the quest must

outshine the reality by far.

Seek not the ultimate quest but rather

achieve 'your' ultimate quest.

M.E. 26-05-2010

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