Michael Rastovich

There is no pain in presence.

Until the final score is tallied, this most engaging run.

In the game of Joy and Sorrows, joy always wins by one.

I bow to no man,
no man bows to me.

But when I behold, nature sublime
it brings me to my knees.

Every hardship becomes more humorous
with it’s every re-telling.

Every joy becomes a longing
for one such moment more.

Every heart break remains a heart ache,
forever bitter sweet.

If you will lay down your shield
and submit to me your sword
I will arm you and shield you from harm

The hardest thing to ever find
Is always under foot.

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