being human


part of me is jumping up and down to realize that
something i thought was true is not. part of me is
very sad that what is happening is happening.

cryptic. i don't care. or maybe i'm transparent.
i don't care about that either. but i do know
that today i learned we are all human and that
we will occasionally rub each other the wrong
way sometimes. it's not just me.

I hope never to be perfect. let me keep my imperfection
and my humanness so that i can be honest when i tell
myself on bad days that i am not above you, i am not
below you, i am equal to you.

i am the spark that started when the world did, i am
the ashes it will be when it ends. i am everything and
nothing. i am human.

balancing on the high wire of life today

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