Friday, September 4, 2020

Seeking

What we call seeking
is more of us being
sought.
             Where I am
I  never thought 
I'd be but here I
am  with time and circumstance
fitting naturally -- once
I discovered what was
bothering me. . .
the hidden treasure
inside.

-Byron Hoot
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