‘The thread of mortality’

The interwoven thread of mortality unwinds
Like sand passing through the hourglass of time.

I walked many days for knowledge to be imparted,
but the purpose of my journey was over before it started.

The spiritual desert we all wander alone
For one and all becomes a dead-end stepping stone.

It would seem that the validation we all seek
Is already available to both modest and meek.

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About Bo Bandy

Just a creative soul trapped in a world of cookie-cutter pragmatism...
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