Helplessness by Kerry Hardie
Oh, heart,
why can’t you learn
that there is nothing to do in the world except live in it?
why can’t you learn
that there is nothing to do in the world except live in it?
Why can’t you take its deep gifts –
the birds and the cars in the rain;
lost keys and the broken-hearted?
lost keys and the broken-hearted?
In order to be fully, whole-heartedly alive I need to allow myself to #experience not only wonder, mystery, joy and awe but also doubt, confusion, sorrow and despair.
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