Gratefulness
To be absolutely certain
To be firmly convicted in principle and belief
Is the scariest feeling of all
But, like all feelings, it never lasts
The conviction stays, but the mind wanders
Deep into the zones of ostensible comfort
Where it rests merely to frenzy
Into the streets of opposition
Straight into the absolute wrong
But the feeling never lasts
It returns to the minute certainty
The mind becomes determined in the conviction it has embraced
And the best feeling rises above the initial fear:
Gratefulness
6-29-13
Copyright © Laura Breidenthal | Year Posted 2013
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