Manifestly refined
Each thread life weaves,
They come to be assigned
In gladness or grieves;
You have your way to go
Search through the woods,
And only you will know
If there are falsehoods.

Manifestly and right
Heart is the starting place,
You may lose a fight
But hold on to grace;
For nothing is for sure
And no one really wins,
As life is something more
And time with it spins.

Should we start and go
Where the road isn't clear,
The decision you only know
Where your heart is near;
Should we know or wish
For something better yet,
When you have all of this
All your heart and soul asset.

Peter S. Quinn

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