I leave her behind now, sad faced and crying

            On a lonely road, alone, without me.

            She scuffs along, lingering in past moments and places,

            savoring shadows and refreshing desires.

 While I move on to new pastures; unsure; but not looking back at all.

 

 

“Whoever wishes to come after me must deny himself, take up his cross, and follow me.”

Gospel of Matthew