There’s a storm inside of me,
Emotions crashing in a raging sea.
The surface so calm,
serene,
the depths filled with mystery
that I cannot begin to comprehend.
I am full of paradoxes;
a compulsion to grow fighting a deathly fear of change,
a strong bent toward perfectionism thwarted by flaws that bar my way.
I forever feel on the cusp of self-discovery,
almost to an elusive answer that is unfailingly just beyond my grasp.
I want to embrace the world,
but I crave solitude.
I want to see the good,
but Man’s cruelty wounds my soul.
Perhaps my journey is meant to teach me to accept the good and the bad in myself and others,
to see that each brings balance and hopefully empathy.
All I know to do is to ride the waves and keep swimming toward the distant shore,
hoping to step out of the turbulent sea onto a peaceful shore.
The View from Here 
There you go, writing about me, again! 😂😁
I feel like we will get to that peaceful shore, one of these days…… 🙏 💜
Thank you for sharing your thoughts, Denise.
We will, Catherine! Keep on swimming. ❤️
This is what I call “Full- on -human”!
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Oh my gosh, Denise…”I want to embrace the world but I crave solitude. I want to see the good , but man’s cruelty wounds my soul.” You just described my life. As I get older, I seem to be withdrawing more and more into a hermit-like existence, and I am perennially conflicted as to whether I should be embracing this as part of my journey, or fighting it to keep connected to others. I guess balance is key. Thanks for sharing, and hope your Holidays are great.
Lynn, I have the same struggle- the older I get, the more I want to hide at home from the world. I am working to keep connections going (work helps with that), but being out in the world drains me so quickly. I leave home immediately looking forward to when I can return. Sending a big hug to you. I hope you have a wonderful holiday. ❤️
Wow! One of your best writings, to date, of the ones I have read. This is so spot on! Thank you for sharing…
Thank you, Jan. ❤️
Sometimes it is OK to let the current carry you and to ride the waves on the turbulent sea. It allows for rest and rebuilding strength so that when you need to strike out for the far shore you have the energy to swim a straight line! A strong and emotional poem!