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Going Toward Strong

Did I ever need strength- yesterday,
when horns too sharp nicked skin soft to the touch.

I found it- with mantra and more mantra.

Did I ever need strength- today,
when horns prodded and almost embedded.

I found it- with mantra and more mantra.

Tomorrow? Will I need strength then too?
Always, I fear, he lures me naked and downward.

I'll find it- with mantra and more mantra.

by Linda Gantt

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Recite on. A great poem about the constant struggle to overcome our weaknesses. Welcome to PH! Thanks for sharing