Epiphany Relayed
Caught up in the great “I don’t know,”
my mind refused to learn
Moving into the “Maybe so,”
my thoughts began to turn
Morphing through each “To and fro,”
the options marked my days
Spreading what was “Mine to sow”
—epiphany relayed
(Villanova Pennsylvania: December, 2019)
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