Sunday, June 26, 2011

This Time

As loss is only temporary
so is the pain of loss.

Some things have a way
of working themselves out
and this leaves me grateful
as I had beeen
before the fall.

Tonight I am content.

Things are not perfect.

Indeed,
they are really so far
from perfect
that it's not fully.

But things are stable.

And that about as good
as I can expect
at this time.

1 comment:

Rob-bear said...

Aiming for perfect is how you set yourself up for failure. Things are rarely, if ever, perfect. But stable, helpful; they are good.

Rest peacefully.

Blessings and Bear hugs!

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