i am grateful for my imperfections
raw and messy at times.
in my youth they cast shadows
of doubt and self-loathing.
in the ?wisdom? of my life's afternoon sky
they are the root of my vulnerability
and my empathy.
they have brought me to humble.
they will fuel my courage.
i will befriend them.
What imperfections are you befriending? What drives your courage?
Leave me a message and let me know.