Did I Get It Right?
What is it to “get it right?” Think of all that baggage.
Who decided it’s right? Who decided what “right” is?
How can I possibly find satisfaction if I’m living into that, always searching for approval from some unknown source, some mysterious judge?
And when I catch a glimpse of that judge’s face, I find it’s just me, and me, and me.
I’m the author of my own story.
The problem is, if I’m not careful then I find myself writing nothing but critique.
And it’s always “two thumbs down.”
Maybe I’ll get it right the next time around.
Each of us could be,
a mirror for our own humanity,
yet we cover it in shame.
When I look at you, I see your goodness shining through
But from me, I feel the darkness underneath
I wish I could see me
the way you see me,
wish I could be for me,
who you are for me,
held and seen,
by love,
reflected in between.
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Thanks for reading!
-Aidan
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