The Inner Citadel

An endless pursuit

Dogged by uncertainties

The everyday

Hopes and dreams we grasp for

Out of reach, fingertips away

Empty glories built on sand

A vast kingdom to have no kingdom

A kingdom of the soul

A citadel

Glittering with good character

To reflect on the riches you give others

Not a throne of retreat

A waystation to action

Transmuting words into works

Forging a road to the good life

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