“The wound is the place where the Light enters you.” -Rumi
The hills are steep, the climbing’s hard.
If you would persevere, it
may leave the body deeply scarred
and dissipate the spirit.
But when you scale the furthest crest
and overlook the valley,
abrasions suffered on the quest
will yield a grand finale.
The gift of elevated sight
revealed as you continue
will radiate the path with light
that’s coming from within you.
Mary Boren, 2018
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