At the Same Time
At the same time I hurt,
I am healing.
At the same time I waver,
I flourish.
At the same time I yearn,
I feel settled.
At the same time I worry,
I feel safe.
At the same time I quicken,
I am mindful.
At the same time I wonder,
I know.
At the same time I am solitary,
I commune.
At the same time I doubt,
I believe.
At the same time I
acknowledge sadness,
I feel triumph
At the same time I hurt,
I am healing.
At the same time I waver,
I flourish.
At the same time I yearn,
I feel settled.
At the same time I worry,
I feel safe.
At the same time I quicken,
I am mindful.
At the same time I wonder,
I know.
At the same time I am solitary,
I commune.
At the same time I doubt,
I believe.
At the same time I
acknowledge sadness,
I feel triumph
that can be followed by
deep, breathy, permeating joy.
deep, breathy, permeating joy.
It validates, allows, transmutes.
I can gaze both upward and inward,
revel in the wonders
of being me.
I can gaze both upward and inward,
revel in the wonders
of being me.
Sarah Carlson
November 29, 2017
Oh my goodness! What a wonderful and true poem!!! Thank you so much for accessing all this "knowing" within yourself. You help me know myself better too.
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