Do I have the courage
to be: authentic, centred
on what matters in the
turbulence of the world,
doing what brings joy
and hope among the
contrivances that shape
so many, many days?

Do I have the strength
to face into the wind
and see the substance,
not the surface of things
that are so attractive
but there is nothing beneath?

What is it that I want to be
in a world of flickering
and pace in which there is
potential for courage and
strength to be dissolved?

 

30/6/2024