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and everything was lost
I had lighted my
way
Over strange and rough terrain
To carry
and
Deliver a bag of Love
And I carried it with goodness
and good intent
Over mountains and wilderness
Over rivers and gorges
Over
Seas and desert plains
Just to deliver it
It was a special bag of Love
And
I put everything I had
into it,
Everything I was
And
everything I had to offer
But when the moment came
To hand it off,
Fate
Played a cruel trick
And the soggy bottom
Fell out
…and everything was Lost
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The metaphor of a journey,
The metaphor of a journey, and of a journey of delivery, is well deployed here, and then smashed to smithereens in the last seven lines. While this is a rather dismal conclusion, ir does add great poignancy to the poem.
Starward
the karmic hope of every journey
The journey is everything. The destination – is but a stepping stone. The key, is to remember the hurt… in the hope that we do not repeat it, on the next journey.
What very wise words!
What very wise words!
Starward