There’s so much alive in me
So many feelings that want a voice
The wisdom of my soul
The sensitivity of my body
The loyalty of my mind
I wish their voice was unanimous
But it isn’t
Their needs are different
And I want to know it all
Understand each little piece
As if I’m a jigsaw puzzle
Waiting to be completed
But that’s not me
I’m ever expanding
Contracting
Expanding
Contracting
Breathing through it all
I don’t know
Who I am
Tomorrow, or
what to do
In each situation
Part of me believes I should
Another part doesn’t
Ambiguity
Can I find peace
Rest
In the not knowing?
Ultimately
Find myself
In nothing
And everything?
Can I let go
Of that false belief
Of the need
For clarity?
