Where
forces
interact,
concentrated
with extreme passion,
tested by elements
of pride, envy, and self-doubt,
lies the crucible within us.
A vessel waiting to be re-formed.
Until we are empty, we cannot be.
Where
forces
interact,
concentrated
with extreme passion,
tested by elements
of pride, envy, and self-doubt,
lies the crucible within us.
A vessel waiting to be re-formed.
Until we are empty, we cannot be.
So true….
What a powerful poem, Wendy.
Thanks:) looking forward to seeing you later!
What a topic you have succeeded in capturing. This is magical!