“Forgive the dead year. Forgive
yourself. What will be wants
To push through your fingers.”
~ Marge Piercy, “The head of the year”
Forgive yourself…
Isn’t [s]he the hardest person to forgive of all?
I’m still waiting for her to make amends
The future is not ours to see
or to make
or to bend to our will
Half of what we think up
comes from
avoidance
Not wanting to feel
or to fall
into a thing gone bad
Wanting
to stay warm
and dry
No matter what we do
dream
what plans we have
Will this thing that will be
INSIST
push in where it’s not welcome
And become whatever it wants to be?
Must we simply learn this?
Accept it?
Open our hands
our hearts
and trust?
That it will be better
than anything
our bruised minds can come up with?
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I think the answer to your question is ~ yes ~ and boy! do I love this image!!