I wish I could be
Satisfied for just one moment
Unafraid of serendipity
Strangers stealing sweet complacency
Somehow we manage
To find ourselves
Side by side
With truth and unreality
No answers
To all questions
Far less certain
Than our lingering fragile suspicions
So many times
I, like you, wondering
Is this all there is
Have I lost my direction
Just the other day
I met a man using fire
Forging reflective glass
Helping us see ourselves, find our way
Dismissing youth
Men with fewer years
I sat and watched
My own dismal, fading sunset
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Author: Don Iannone, D.Div.
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Photographer, poet, teacher, complementary medicine provider, interfaith minister, and former economic developer. Holds a Doctorate in Divinity, Master of Divinity, Master of Mind-Body Medicine, and Bachelor of Arts degree in Anthropology. Clinical certifications in Reiki, guided meditation, life purpose coaching, and spiritual counseling. Author of 12 books, including two new books in the contemporary spirituality field. Learn more here.
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Poetic Alchemist 
Yep!