Intertwined in every way
Things from the past
Forgiveness for the present
Something that pushes us
To our own uncomfortable vulnerability
Our own humanness
Reaching upwards
Inwards
I am tangled up
Being pushed beyond limits
Higher than my own expectation
By some unknown force
To deal with the past
And give forgiveness in the present
Touching my own vulnerability
Into my own uncomfortable humanness
I sit with myself
And reach my hands upwards
and outwards
Then I become
untangled.
Heidi
1 comment:
Untangled, sounds good.
You have a lot of fighting spirit
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