Thursday, December 29, 2016

The wound in all those shoulds

How many of your thoughts are judgments?
I love this, and I hate that. That was right but this is wrong.
I'm such a loser, or I so won that round...
Dividing the world into yes and no,
we lose all the possibilities of maybe.
Maybe is the crack, the wound in all those shoulds,
the place where we begin to open, 
where the light of hope shines through.

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