The sun rises
The day breaks
the chickens emerge, clucking
and the horses hanging longingly over the fence
a new day unfolds
but why doesn't it feel new?
Sometimes the road does indeed
seem to stretch on forever
twisting its dry dusty way
through the rocks and
sagebrush
of an endless desert
More meetings
another client
more fear
and hurt
and pain
to be faced
more tasks to be done
where does it come from
the love
the comfort
the hope
we need
we need to give?
Sometimes it helps
to be plugged into the Infinite
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