Zoar pt 12 – a poem excerpt

To think of how close I came on this path,

The way that leads through by Zoar…

And yet here I am at last, near arrived

At a destination almost forgotten, hope.

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As if by some unseen sorcerer’s wizardry

That forbidding path becomes open, wide

Like the flooded river’s mouth distended,

A mystery in contradictions, lying close ahead.

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