Recently I disappointed a friend.

We were to meet up and I didn’t show.

I apologized but was not forgiven.

So I sit with a heavy heart.

In the face of her anger

my mind has a dozen excuses.

My mother just transitioned.

I haven’t slept.

I’m planning a memorial service for 75.

In the end, the Beloved shows me

none of those reasons matter.

I can be an imperfect







Driver and

Spiritual student

No matter.

I exist because of God’s love for me.

No matter how imperfect my lower actions are today

The eternal flame of love never wavers.

I am It.

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