out of steam

out of steam

in a religious tradition 

where words held 
great sway

I fit in well and learned
to wield them powerfully

I still rely heavily 
on words 

but the pendulum has swung
far in the opposite direction 

now I try to use words 
solely to love 

and not belittle, judge, 
correct, and condemn 

I have very little energy 
(and even less desire) 

to fight, prove, explain, 
attempt to persuade

instead I just think and 
read and breathe

and poem

*

This is a poem from my new book, WHOLE, which releases on March 26.

Has anybody else run out of fighting/proving/persuading steam? (phew)

I would love for you to preorder the book. Let me know when you do. THANK YOU.