Being Myself

Doubt is part of every word I say. Before the glances congeal into a gaze, I am already formed. A partial. A remnant. Existing to be discarded. How many estimates Must I encounter To meet the one I cannot fall short of?   I fail, I fail, I will fail you Always In your judgement…Read more Being Myself

Sensing the Unknown

To know what you don't know. That seems to be a blatant contradiction. But life is rife with contradictions: We may demand compassion and understanding from others, but rarely demand it from ourselves. We may believe in an all-powerful, loving and omniscient God, but accept and nurture a world full of hate, inequality and injustice.…Read more Sensing the Unknown