My fort folded beneath a crumpled pane –a window that envisioned truth,which stretched far beyond all horizons.My mind then forfeited its fathomable fervor. Today, I trample with aching, sun-burned feet along dusty trails of chipped limestone – cowhide sandals ripping from my left heal. Weary, my course has grown without direction. Now, tears soak my … Continue reading The Unforgiven