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Fully Human***

I find myself thinking...
  Of my present being:
  On an edge of reality,
I care not much for this Humanity —
This gift and this doom—
This horse that refuses to be saddled
And, oblivious (it seems) to my 
Frantic, fearful neighing;
Forcing me to stomp my hooves
Over the ground, desperately
Pounding my anguished heart
Into the solid, uncrackable earth.

Too much of often,
This being human is not a pleasing 
Task: much too demanding; and, 
Holding numbers of hidden wars.  
While maturity and wisdom might           
  help
To make it easier, the time passed
To bring them along also brings on
Frailties and sufferings that cut back 
Any other gains — except, perhaps,
The deepening of the soul.
Humanity’s many millennia of evolving
Seem to present only more evidence
That there is a long, not-outlined way to go...

I sneak off to the splendid, mountain garden
At night, to pray, but in the following
Days, I feel left, waiting for answers:
Do I give thanks for this harrowing 
Pain that my being and body endure?
Or do I clutch on to stand,
To question, to fight for survival?

(I pray...I plead...
Please!
Send answers.  Send signs!)
I flounder, to lean
Upon all warmth at the side
  Of my king...

Will God approve 
  Either of my choices
  Or neither?
Even Christ 
(fully divine and fully human)
Heard only silence in the air 
When sending his question
From the cross...left to hear
His own humanity call from within
His firmly faithful soul...

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(c) sally young Eslinger 3/24/21
Thank you, Dr. James Stillwell
And. Thanks be to God

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