Past a point
We’re all naked
Without purpose
Any end destination
Once you look closer
See past all good and bad
Where we live daily shows up
Like a boil on our ass
Crude you say
How life treats us
Or what washes up
On life’s ever-churning beach
Don’t lose hope
Or forget all reason
For surely in between
Life worth living reappears
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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 
I get it.
Nice Holiday look on the site, too.
“Once you look closer
See past all good and bad
Where we live daily shows up
Like a boil on our ass”
No one could have said this better Don. From my family to yours, Happy Holidays!