The Arrow’s Journey-poem from my book Jewels of Awe December 22, 2007

The Arrow’s Journey

We wear no mask
Upon our face
We walk around
Made of glass
Easily shattered
Wounded or broken
We aim our arrow
Straight for our target:Happiness

What gets in the way?

The loss of innocence

A tree

Our own hands

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