All I can do is wrestle
With these internal
And external conflicts
And all of the things you said
And experience has shown
I cannot always hope to be as close
As the child inside my heart wishes to be
For God knows well enough
That humanity is complex
We struggle in so many ways for knowledge
Connection
And also to be free
And living and relating with others
Is at times a massive quandry
What to leave and what to take
When to stick by
And when to forsake
What has outlived its use by date
So today if I wrestle
Let me see that as something positive
Its okay to admit I don’t have all of the answers
Its also okay to give second and third
And even 100 new chances
For in wrestling I learn something
Through struggle I birth
And through uncertainty
I am open to change
As well as growth
that’s a beautiful poem deb. Well done on it! β€
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Thanks sweetie.. your liking reminds me of poems I forgot I wrote π Hugs xoxo
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