I am, I do, and I endeavor

2011-06-08

A poem by mad king

slowly but surely learning

how to own all of the various

aspects of the man that i am

and patiently growing towards

the man that i’d like to become

not merely the catalogue of

my flaws and failures

nor a compendium of my

successes and various moments of

glory and richness

but in fact something far

greater

that is a jumble of paradigms

and paradoxes that even though

they are opposed

don’t cancel each other out

but rather they flesh out a man

no longer condemned to

rationalize his behaviour,

actions or motivations

quite simply; i am, i do

and i endeavor to do so

with compassion and grace

and though i may lose sight of this everyday,

i am also granted

the blessing of rediscovering

this everyday,

everyday another opportunity

to endeavor to raise myself

closer to my potential

to succeed where i can

to love how i am able

to forgive easily

to dance and smile

to fully own all that is my

story and to recognize that

that is merely a small

portion of me

we are all more than just merely our stories

and i will gift myself the compassion

patience and grace

for me to learn and embrace

all of that which i am

and all of that which i can be

and it remains that simple

i am, i do, and i endeavor

to do so with compassion and grace