Whole

Aloof the senses sundering,
cool, distant, uninvolved,
distaste for feelings totally;
the heart must be absolved.

Temporary time becomes,
without you in my life,
all is doomed impermanent;
hours of bitter strife.

‘Whole,’ the angels whisper,
‘is what you become,’
when the path is fully walked;
when these days are done.

Three Word Wednesday prompt.

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