I can be deep in one part of me,
and quite shallow in the other.
Bright-minded in one reflection,
Dark in my assessment of another.
Joyful as I recognize new pathways,
Mournful as I remember those grown over.
Giving as I accurately estimate my blessed resources,
Stingey as I allow fears of being cheated to overshadow them.
Free and weightless and prepared to run the race some hours,
Burdened, weighted, and constrained at others.
So today I seek to
plunge deep,
absorb sun,
joyfully walk,
happily give,
energetically run:
Remembering every moment that I am loved,
Despite splinters I get when I run my hand over
The wood of old structures needing repair
Or perhaps my hand needing a new surface.
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