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We’ll Get There Soon Enough

A here-and-now poem to help slow the pace

Look! There’s green grass on both sides of the fence. (Original photo by author, © 2016)

On this side of heaven there is no need to hurry. Hold someone, savor what is, release the stubborn chains binding us to old ideas of travel and destination, attainment and loss, impossible dreams of grass somehow greener than the delicate blades we trample.

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