I struggle with your condemnation and your desire to create what you see with what you think; and I wonder, "What?"
Who is it that you are creating me to be? In this moment, who is it that your eyes want to see? Who is doing the wrong, and who is doing the judging?
I struggle with your understanding and your desire to believe what fear dictates you to have faith in; and I wonder "What?"
What is it that you are searching for? What do you wish to create in the moment? What is it you are truly trying to accomplish?
These are but rhetorical questions, as many I ask are. I don't seek the answer in you, I seek the answer in me. Yet I hope in my search you may find an answer in you. I forgive me for the question so that I may forgive you for the answer. In this forgiveness I can see the meaning I give both the question and the answer, and the trouble that meaning may have caused in footsteps laid long ago. Today there is but light, forgiveness, and the love that gives life to both.
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