When one is
as imperfect
as I am,
it takes
a lot of guts
to try to
spread hope,
inspire faith,
promote love,
go for broke on
what matters to Spirit.
Still,
having borne guilt,
remorse,
sadness,
pain, and
shame,
I have discovered that
I have no room for hate.
I have also discovered that
I use the word “I” quite often.
Oh well,
I am not to old to dream.
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