It Takes Time

It takes time

to get there,

holding fast

to how I think

it will be,

and always,

destination different:

better, 

oh my soul,

same,

I can deal with that,

worse,

Am I in my right mind?

 

But here it is,

and here I am,,

and it’s everything imaginable,

this place of forever lake,

coming towards me,

all day

and all night,

the big white mug

filled with dark coffee,

the broken chimes,

and downed trees.

 

It took time to get here.

 

Now,

I need to be here.

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