The genuine few
Never having had the courage
to face my loneliness alone,
to hold steady, determine
and heed my one true voice,
o the heartaches I might have avoided,
the love I might have drawn
from the genuine few. Impurity
is not perfection that never was
but the incomplete detail
serving the perfect whole.
Inner contradictions manifest
in outer circumstances
and no amount of shame
saves us one unnecessary heartache
nor draws one needlessly
lonely lover to our side.
O child of God, the height of courage
is to quietly bear all imperfections.
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