Comes and goes
Waves that crash
Tumble and roll me
One moment
A breath
Feel steady
Ready to face the stage
Next, rug pulled out
Not only from under me
But from all around
Times when life makes sense
I’ve talked myself into making it right
Then reminders trickle in
What isn’t actually working for me
Compromise has been the theme
Giving grace to another
Yet denying my own
How can I reconcile?
Blessings and love
Alexis Moon
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