A Blessing Waiting At The End Poem by Doris Cornago

Learn from everything and everyone as each has a reason for being. When you do, you've become a global man with no geographical, racial, or religious boundaries.

It's not exactly a man but a goal, the fruit of a long struggle, the reward of forbearance, the resolution of many questions. I'd like to know there are truly answers and it helps to have someone tossing back and forth a thought with me, without deception, with no ulterior motive but just to get a common resolution. I think most of my poet friends fit this description.