The True Cost

With nothing to offer

but my own confusion,

I wandered through the night


Holding you close

while letting you go,

a darker prophecy claimed the light


The end came too soon,

the beginning was dead,

all connection torn and lost


In the distance to cast

our last lot to goodbye,

redemption—the true cost


(Villanova Pennsylvania: July, 2020)

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