pressure

Woman reflected on water by Peter Heeling

the weight of want
closing on all sides
pinning me beneath
the very wishes
I make in the dark
drifting upon a sea of
tears spent in vain
before sleep finally silences
the ever present
cascade of demands
a beautiful life
joyful in its breadth
but burdened
by the limits of
time-space-money-love
more pressure
simple in its requirements
but complicated
in its rewards
if I fight against
it’s grip
swimming into
the dark, lonely waters
of ambition
I could drown before
reaching those golden
shores beyond
or
if I turn away
I might learn to enjoy
the strength of the
raft beneath my feet
and his embrace, the
warm comfort of life
handmade
by us

shouldn’t that
be enough

after all

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