Poetry

Knocking

I am knocking

Knocking at my soul
asking permission to enter

I keep knocking

Are you present there
though not displayed in the center?

I am not coming with empty hands
can you see?

I am bringing all the beauty I have met today
I am bringing all the strength I have gathered today
I am bringing all the love I have received today

Because I know how fragile,
full of uncertainties you are
holding your fears inside you
yet setting high the bar

I know how scared you are
of challenges you face
but I know there is courage
to accept them with good grace

I witnessed your great bravery
so many, many times
I saw it in your shining face
and twinkling smiling eyes

So please, let me enter
and give my gifts to you
as I am you and you are me
that’s what we need to do

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