Walk On by Mary Fillmore 

Walk on.
I live in your bones.
Walk on:
your love 
was my very breath,
your smallest smile
my spring.
You left no particle of me
uncherished,
no heartís truth unwhispered.

Walk on. 
My love was meant
to strengthen you:
weep, but walk on.

I leave you whole,
brighter than I found you,
glistening as from the womb.
Walk on.
Let my love shine
from your uplifted head,
your tramping feet.
Walk on.


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