we hunger
not only for bread,
but for the things
that truly fill the soul
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distraction and pleasure are
a quick fix that disappear
like candy floss in rain
and are about as substantial
as this, too
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desperately searching in the desert
for sustenance, we realize that the
place of deprivation has dissolved
superfluous things that we don’t
really need for the journey
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unwholesome baggage that just takes
up space like self-criticism, insecurity
and fears. and as they shift and melt
away, they leave us space for more
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for those hearty, healthful things
that stick to our ribs, bring a glow
to our cheeks and give us strength
for the journey ahead
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—however uncomfortable, there is often purpose in those desert seasons.
©Heather Pound 2023

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