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Freedom

Sometimes we cry
out, in rages against it all;
that the world was
not made for us alone,
that the gentle arc of
our existence
does not always fall on
the side of good,
that our desires are
not always met.

But pain isn’t always
the end of the story
& we don’t have to skip over
the parts that hurt
to get to the punchline.

We can’t feel the pain of
the one we love,
no matter how much we want to
transfer it from them to us.
All we can do
is give the effort of our attention,
listen to their
sad, silent prayer,
be there
in this world,
not the one we would like,
could we change things.

Feeling pain & learning to care
means we can ask:
what else is possible?
Maybe, in time
we will get there

Comments1

  • yellowrose

    Such a lovely expression 🙂 I like your choice of words . It’s important to give attention to those parts of ourselves who are hurting ...



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