Poems by Rachel Holstead
Frontiers
On those difficult days, when a frontier looms,
decisions seem called for
and the armies of your mind muster
and set off on a headlong gallop
towards the horizon,
they make so much noise
that the heart's soft voice
is drowned out,
and kick up so much dust
that compassion's anchor loses purchase.
The faster the armies gallop,
the farther away the horizon seems,
the bumpier the path
and the cloudier the dusty air
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