The moments
I feel unsure
of what comes next
are the moments
I'm most conscious of my flesh;
crooked feet, 
 creaking knees,
 bags below eyes.
existing. 
Yearning for God
to pull me back;
the tension of Purpose
turns the broken branch
into an arrow.
We all yearn 
to be hurled 
into usefulness -
to fly, 
and touch hearts.
 -kco

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