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
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