carrion

Bedside or roadside, life ebbs then subsides
Bleeding from inside, drivers all just pass by

Yesterday or previous, part of some great ‘what was’
Vultures circle up above, ashes to ashes then dust

Newborn to carrion, I mourn while I tarry some
While life ends and new pretends, I will carry on.

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  1. Over the last couple of days I have been thinking about how David wrote in psalm 69
    “…I am full of heaviness; I looked for someone to take pity, but there was none; And for
    comforters, but I found none.” I just feel like We are lying thirsty and dying in the road, but because of all the pain and issues and troubles and stuggles, the well has dried up and as we each are just trying to hold on we don’t have the strength to help another. Sigh.

    But David ends the psalm “Let heaven and earth praise Him, The seas and everything that moves in them. For God will save Zion, and build the cities of Judah”

    So though we don’t know the end…for end it will…We will carry on.

    This piece so perfectly captures how I am feeling…mourning today, but hope for tomorrow.

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