The view from here is blurred by my own experience
as I hover in that space between compassion and pride
Maybe the question is which of us will be the bigger person?
I think I already know…
but maybe I shouldn’t be so sure…
I know how to speak truth to my situation
and I know what I want to say to you
but if it wouldn’t create a healing space
who am I to think that I can tell you anything?
Truth has a funny way of striking a person’s heart…
and unless you let me in
trust that I can hold that space for you
I can’t speak to your experience,
only to a cavern wall that echoes back to my ears
what my true desires and priorities are;
Though all is not lost on me
I am lost
on how to approach you.