Blessing In the Balance

Slowly, treading softly I must guard my hesitant heart Taking forward moves with caution If any rebuilding is to start I'm still wading wounded waters Tidal waves of fear and doubt Self-restraint and trust, a struggle The gash was deep, still trickling out Like a surfer prepares to meet the challenge I still have roughened edges to smooth And sturdy boundaries to set in place For risk of further pain still looms The waves of healing will ebb and flow And unpredictable these endeavours may be So too, I must master the skill to 'ride the ripple' And find the blessing in the balance indeed November 21, 2020