Taste

 Process

There is truth in pain,

and in painful memories,

both unable to be avoided.

Can’t walk around them,

have to go through them,

if one wants to get to

the other side.

A year of therapy

a few years ago

and now, for me,

I merely wish to be

seduced by the truth.

Oh, not all in one serving,

just a slice or dollop

at a time.

I need to taste it, smell it,

feel and savor

what new knowledge,

(maybe wisdom)

can be gleaned.

So I sit now,

hopefully,

in relaxed readiness,

defenses down,

more grateful in

being gentle 

than in control,

more interested in

being wise

than in

being safe.