Slipping
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Slipping
What is expected
from perfection?
Do your best,
and none can find fault.
The level of your challenge,
needs to be higher,
than your attainable goal.
Help others rise with you,
and the water boils hot.
The steam brings newness…
washed clean,
what was once
stuck on.
The burden is shared,
The team is measured.
The mountains,
smaller,
the warriors,
on their knees…
taller.
A knot
at the end
of the rope,
replaced by a hand..
up.
Copyright © Ann Foster | Year Posted 2019
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