The road holds before me
these things I seek
The things I will learn
to deal with and to grow from
what is ahead and now
I strive and struggle
I claw
and reach them
But in the moments I reach them
In the moments I learn
what was ahead and now
is now suddenly behind
The times in which was need
are times now gone past
So much work
so much effort
so much pain
What was worked for so hard
what was traveled for so long
what was finally learned
were for a time
I can but now look back to see
What is of time
that becomes of times no more
What is of me
that is the traveler through these times
Of all that needed
what can remain ahead
before it comes
already past
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