Stumblings

Forgive my stumblings
through the landscape of your stony heart.
Forgive my taking a secret road now,
different than the way I came
(ill-compassed, crevassed, misturning),
if, having arrived at the gate,
found it closed
and my key
no longer turning.

Copyright Kay Winter

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