A
Line I Cannot Cross
There
is a line I cannot cross,
but
I must cross it to spare myself
the
agony of knowing what I know,
the
deepest secret revealed to me
in
the course of my life`s journey
through
this world, all the suffering
crying
to be understood for its true
purpose
of helping us grow in love
and
understanding, a line I must cross
to
quell our longing of not knowing
why
we suffer as we do in this
wonderful
world.
Composed
in Tiny Beaches,
Georgian
Bay, Southcentral, Ontario
Tuesday,
November 19, 2024
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