A poem of self-affirmation…
Fall I might, to the temptations,
yet never my soul, my core,
as darkness is an oil upon my water,
and weak I may be at times of low,
but I know I am no sinner,
just a learning soul, not yet whole,
but seeking love’s embrace.
Imperfect I am, and in sorrow I fail myself,
yet I can forgive the ignorance,
if I become less ignorant,
listen to my inner voice,
my forebear’s echoing
to let me know I have potential,
and the power to discern a righteous path.
I know hatred a vile state,
as I accept love our greatest feat,
to heal our mistakes and fears,
our perceptions so maligned by earthly tears,
and so I hold on,
in knowledge of better days
and better ways to live, in gratitude.
I try and often fail,
but that is learning I must accept,
and not berate myself for needing knowledge,
rather accept my ineptitude and believe in promise,
a potential innate, that can deliver me,
to all I want to be,
regardless whether anyone else agrees.
Tony DeLorger © 2016