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More than my doubts

Face to face…I see you and through you I see me. I am more than my doubts bigger than my fears and when all my efforts come up short…

When all my efforts come up short

and pleading and howling

my hopes are reduced to naught

I am caught in the dark

lost beaten stripped naked

with every nerve wracked and fraught

then I go to the forest and sit in the rain

letting Life wash through me

and purify me again

and drop by drop by drop

I become a living prayer

and I flow back into this world


and touching

and caring

and knowing

that all my efforts will come up short

but doing it anyway again

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Alison Blevins
Alison Blevins
May 25, 2023

Being in nature can be truly powerful and you manage to convey this so eloquently with your poem.


Unknown member
May 22, 2023

We all need to find that place in the forest. I really like this poem.


Nigel Smith
Nigel Smith
May 22, 2023

This is an intriguing work Tim, and for me that's a positive. If you're interested it was the killer line

" I become a living prayer and I flow back into this world" that caught me, hook, line and sinker.

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