To do. To be. To believe.
What is do you see?
Tomorrow starts with one step.
Joy and sorrow share the space where future decisions rest.
To cry. To laugh. To reminisce.
How do we say goodbye to painful past?
Forgiveness. For you. For me. For all.
I reach for the hope of tomorrow,
But I fear that I do not suffer enough for my poor choices made yesterday.
A heavy heart plagues the resolutions that I hope to make.
Is it possible to face tomorrow without carrying the heavy weight of guilt that haunts my soul?
Empathy towards others seems easier to accomplish than understanding myself that is. . .
Even though I am not quite clear as to what decisions that I should be struggling with,
I still seem to be wading through a swamp of grief.
I wade as I wait for my light to shine on a path where my weighted steps shall be released,
And my heart and soul will be set free.
© 2012 Elizabeth Rockhill
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