The way of all flesh

 conscious poem
“…Caught in the depths of this troubled age,
My shadow’s darkest hour unravels,
As I progress along the sentient path,
The once shrouded light guides me,
Into the exodus my Spirit is now lucid,
Ascend! For this the way of all flesh,
Surrender to your destiny and revel,
In the brightness of your own grace…”


Michael McGregor

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