Poetry

An Afternoon Prayer

When you return from the heart of light

and have to live with yourself and others

you may boil with rage or become inert

juggling heaven and years of malice.

Yet crippling fatigue has you cornered

as you collapse tearfully into your cure

the release that is pride and guilt defeated

washing from the heart all that is impure.

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