Day Forward 25/02/25

Updated: Apr 6

Movement

I cannot ask you to want the horizon,

or the wounds it takes to get there.

I cannot make you believe the pain is the point,

the test itself, the reward entire.

I cannot explain the point of the task,

or the worth of an endless journey.

All I can do is to prepare for a journey

and ask if you’re coming?

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