life is life

Life is life.

It doesn’t always kiss me sweetly.

But it is mine.

It doesn’t give me everything I want.

And I am grateful.

But sometimes I’m bitter.

Life continues to greet me where I am.

Each moment offering change.

How to replace my anger with grace?

This my undying prayer.

Fighting gravity.

Grasping at stars.

I rise to fall into the other.

Little one I’ve run from.

Waiting to make sense of it all.

((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((♥♥♥♥))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))

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