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With each turning over of new leaf,

I pray that I can overcome the pitfalls

that threaten life’s stability.



While soles are planted unsteadily,

I listen to the crunch of expectations

as they are crushed underfoot.



The blades always find me, prickling

my fingers, as I rationalize the grounds

on which Pain’s decision stands.



But I question why he allows Hope to

sprinkle a seed of accomplishment

over what was uninspired soil.



So I gather what was sown, not because

I deserved it, but to show my thanks

that he let me survive another fall.

Rewrite 2012

With each turning over of new leaf,
I pray that I can overcome the pitfalls
that threaten life’s stability.

While soles are planted unsteadily,
I listen to the crunch of expectations
as they are crushed underfoot.

The blades always find me,
prickling my fingers as I rationalize
the ground on which Pain lands.

But I question why Hope sprinkles
a seed of accomplishment
over what was undeserving soil.

So I gather the blessings sown,
to show my thanks to Grace
that he let me survive another fall.