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contradictions i am full of them at times.
logic dominates my perception,
fully aligned with who i truly am.
yet a sense of doubt can still set me
back, and thinking becomes dominated
by the heart. such is the human condition,
which i find difficult to accept within me,
wanting to be holy while human.
this has been my biggest challenge,
accepting that condition means coexisting
with this body and time.

asking others for reassurance,
knowing well i do not truly need it.
the body has ways of acting
i do not always expect,
learned behaviors shaped by a wounded ego. for a moment i forget i am human
and turn my anger inward,
but somewhere i remember
i am not too much: i am simply human.

i find extreme beauty in this so many layers a human has, no flat lines. and still at times feel shame in it = contradiction