We all make mistakes
The key is to weather them with grace
At times the truth is hard to see
And everyone has their own take
Or philosophy in life
We all carry wounds in our hearts
Ambivalences or traumas
That set us apart
And sometimes hearts hurt other hearts
Mistakenly hoping to help
Painting a picture
Coloured by psychic blind spots
Or painful incidents long past
And in reflection things so often transform
When vision is eclipsed
By all the emotional storms
Rumbling so deep inside
Blowing the landscape clean
Offering no place to hide
Or find comfort, safety or shelter
so true………weathering them with grace.
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