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The desires of my heart

conflict with the rationality of my brain.

I struggle each day with both

even when they say similar things.

Like a cloud soaring in the open sky

with no real purpose for its course

I feel like I'm soaring with no place to go.

Some may say the cloud has a purpose

It goes a certain way because of the

jetstream or gravity

And maybe I'm soaring to

a specific location within myself.

To be independent,

with no one needed to fill me with joy.

I don't know if I am cut out

for independence

Maybe God is showing me

I don't need anyone else to love me

All I need is myself

my beauty in my heart

my strength

my own intelligence.

Maybe He is right.

Perhaps my lesson

is becoming clearer

And taking me out of my deep sadness

that weighs about my heart so heavily.

sbriere

Nov. 26/10