The Strength of the Spirit

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By joecseko


The Strength of the Spirit

 I have touched the center of my own sorrow, and am forced to live with it's origins every day.

 I have experieced much sorrow in my life, but I'm no worse off than anyone else.

I'm fortunate. I was born with great strength.

I am the Willow in the Wind. I bend to let those things that would break me pass, and use their push to snap back.

I am my own best company, though I long for a life partner. Someone who's thoughtful, loyal to me as well as herself, honest, virtuous, enjoys all of life; a perfect piece of toast-a cool breeze on her face, the touch of my hand: All of those things. But it's me I should be telling you about.

I'm on a never ending journey to everywhere.

All of the goals that I've set are my destination, but there is no final destination. With the nearing of every goal, that goal is redefined, re-evaluated and re-embarked upon.

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