Mar 10, 2013 23:18
V.
I do not
regret
that
I am
imperfect.
In each crack
there is
an orchid
growing
& chocolate
serves
me
when
I
slip
from
grace.
I do not
relish
perfection
or sainthood.
Flying
through
this
existence
as
myself
I honor
all
the
fierce
edges
I have
made
for
myself
&
the conundrums
I have
made
for
you.
- Alice Walker (from 'The Taste of Grudge')
poem & line