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Lord,
the internet is a woods
lovely, dark, and deep—
and I have passwords to keep,
and miles to go
before I sleep.
There are many paths,
many links diverging in a yellowed feed.
Teach me to choose
not just the road most traveled by,
or the one that shines with easy gain,
but the one that leads
toward truth and care.
Protect me from wandering
so far down those shadowed rabbit holes
of rumor and resentment
that I forget
how daylight feels.
Guard my small house of devices and data
with simple fences:
strong locks,
steady habits,
a good stone wall that makes clear
where the boundary lies.
And when at last I close the lid,
turn off the light,
and step outside,
let there still be quiet snow,
real trees,
and a life
that does not depend
on who is watching.
So that my stewardship of this bright forest
leaves me with paths
I’m glad I took,
and not just footprints
I wish I could erase.
wracton@gmail.com
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