The Rocky Hill

Birth

death

In between

each and every

Breath

🌑

Unsteadily

we roam

the tightrope of Life

in an effort to find

our soul’s true home

🌑

Veering between

the Dark and the Light

we seek a path

to that

which is hopeful and bright

🌑

The path we choose

is unique to each and all

With companionship though

we can be lifted

when we trip or fall

🌑

The path is dirty and rough

so trip and fall we will

We pick ourselves up

and head straight back

to Life’s rocky and wonderful Hill

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