a travelin light poem

-at times our endgame dreams & visions get slowly compromised and blurbed aside from our best intentions.... when faith looks more like insurance policies opposed to inspired liberation.........

there is a travelin light poem:

suitcases aside

Las vegas or bust?

Jerusalem bound?

the Forum Romanum bug?

two branches diverge

in a solid trunk

One trunk

no journey is ever

linear....and the difference is

where grace

is

found