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All Rung Out

by Juanita DeHart
This level of life's ladder
Shows a rather common view,
I've hung out on this rung for long enough.
My vision craves a grasping gaze
Where sight sees hope renewed.
It's time to climb above fake frills and fluff.

Desire for a higher grip
Persuades my feet to move.
Hope looses clinching hands that heart might reach
A level where self settles down
And seeks not to improve,
But go beyond to practice what I preach.

I long to look where soul beholds
Scenes filled with risk and chance;
Faith fizzles with familiarity.
New vistas of adventure
Stimulate as dreams advance.
I'll end at unimagined Destiny.

Farewell oh faithless rung, so-long, good-bye.
Your purpose is depleted though served well.
Past kept me hung but promise lifts me high,
To heights where Hope is honored to propel.

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