Yet Again we Start Again

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AT THE HEART

For me to want to be whole
I had to forgive my brokenness
And see the finely cracked bowl
As having potential for holiness,
Keeping the living water alive,
And holding its goodness deep inside.

I’m not the person I want to be,
Though the only one making that choice is me -
From in the valley the climb looks steep,
And letting go of security
Always found in places deep
Appears the harder choice to see.

I must keep looking toward the light
And not look back on things to hide,
I will in time be turning right
Into the spirit there, alive
At the heart of even me,
Asking that it be set free.