The feast

The journey is fine it's the arriving that scares me
The searching is open but the finding is blinding
The looking is important to me and seeing what's there
Beyond the cloak and into the universe
Of inner realms and being
The journey is what I always wanted but holding on to
Things that seem normal holds me back
Frozen in time with only a chance to thaw
But breaking is only a thought I can call
Come with your tired feet and hungry hearts and feast in the
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