humble me
This world doesn’t improve by demanding perfection. It improves when we reach through our armor and touch another with tenderness. It improves when we bust through the walls of our conditioning, and try a new way of being on for size. It improves when we work through our unresolved shadow and share what little light we can find. It is the small, positive steps that we take when we are at war with ourselves that change the world.
– Jeff Brown
awe…
examination…
it keeps appearing
again…
I delete…
again…
I delete…
again…the same…
haven’t I already written this poem?
haven’t I already done that particular prompt?
What is left that I haven’t taken out…
haven’t examined properly?
There are always layers
As Shrek reminded me,
‘We are onion’…
layers…
illusions
shadows
truth left to excavate
even after we think we’re done
we’ll get walloped again
more healing to be won
new motivations to uncover
ever expanding mystery to be discovered
always more
and more
God keeps getting bigger
the more I examine myself
I reduce
as I open.
I hope to stay in this mode of self realization…
growth…
I keep singing, ‘humble me…’
reminders before me
my best self emerges within this process
send it again…
remind me again…
💞
Amy Lloyd
life: acoustic & amplified 