Feeling like a failure never came easy
I have decided this to be truth of me
As my life is a hash of what I wanted it to be

The middle ground knows it's hard to see
But between it all lives the beauty
The gratitude of what is and the delicate simplicity
The acceptance of the now


The higher self knows all
It glides far over the wall
It sees the deeds the seeds the rise the fall
Does it beg for more
Or guide the call

Where am I now