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Thursday, May 29, 2014

Our Calling

We are all just walking each other home
Ram Dass

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the strong and the weak
the rich and the poor
poets and presidents
righteous and sinners

the wanderers,
those who trod this earth
and leave faint footprints
in the fabric of time

the plodders
those who plow through life unheading
pushing apart, pushing through
leaving an unmistakable imprint upon
the earth

we are those who in this moment
this wrinkle in time
love and hate
grasp and give
those who wound
those who heal

but ultimately
for all who plod, trod
run, walk
limp, or crawl along the way

the destination is the same
union or, perhaps
re-union
with the one from which we came

for all the road
while intensely different
is ultimately the same

it is the road home

and for all our most profound calling
is to walk each other home

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