Conflicting Desires:
Arising in me
are the voices
of two different
worlds.
One calls for closeness_____
with
its rise of
passion and gentle decline.
The other calls for
distance
without voices clamoring
for attention.
Ears that are yet
weary of
human sounds
and physical closeness.
Distancing from vespers,
It calls up pain________
not understanding____to
weary to ask.
Just needing space
to heal,
Space that honors
what is!
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