New Pathways

Tollgates on redemption road

calling out my name

 

Turnstiles of a fated past ...

exiting the blame

 

Looking back all fares are paid

new pathways to begin

 

Eyes now closing, heart at rest

— salvation free within

 

(My Son Trystan & I — April 16, 2024) 

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