Poetry is a clear window into the heart. I often write to express the thoughts and emotions inside me--not knowing what will appear on the page but invariably discovering more about myself and the world around me.

What Have We Learned?

Posted Thursday, March 28, 2013

Are you willing to admit it
Confront truth
Your plan
It isn't working

Are you willing to grapple
Sit in bewilderment with it
This idea
You don't have it figured out
Nor will you ever

Are you willing to love
Without knowing
If anything will be returned

Peace comes
Love arrives
Life begins

by Ken Carlson

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