As it turns out, the assignment may end up being a lesson in revision. The first eight lines are the original "rough" draft. I abandoned it and came up with another eight lines that "sound" better to my ear. I'm looking forward to seeing how this lesson plays out over the next week.
Nothing Originally Written Can Stay
Full of naïve youth
We quest for thorough truth
But growing up so fast
Aside the search is cast
‘Til lifetime thence we learn
Truth we cannot spurn
And in our waning age
We earn Truth’s honest wage
Searching for direction
Seeking the right connection
To prove, somehow, our worth
For time spent on this earth
Our quest is incomplete
Until the One we meet
And even then won’t start
‘til we know and share our heart
© Jeff Wilson, 2013
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