One more footstep

Wiping my sweating brow

This journey has been long, hard, gruelling 

Often without purpose 

Yet never without love, faith, hope…. 

 

My heart aches constantly 

Just to see those I truly love 

The chosen few 

My honorary guard 

Now the battle truly begins 

Guagamela awaits… 

 

The emotional wrestling with the spiritual! 

It’s all too much 

My fate decided by others 

A reaction to their actions 

As my enemies seek my demise 

Only God can help me now… 

 

There is nothing left to cling to

I see the vultures gathering 

For what is to come

Is bloody, brutal without quarter 

Absolutes decided by a single word 

I feel weary, not brave 

Destiny is beckoning…. 

 

Oh! Darius why here? Why now? 

I will never see Macedonia again 

But there shall be no peace

Until what needs to be done is done 

For what is done now 

Will formulate God’s plan 

Into the generations 

Beyond the futile motives of mankind 

Just to be one grain of sand

in the timer of eternity… 

 

Mark C Bolton, May 2025

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