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Show me the divine (standard:poetry, 885 words)
Author: Nathan Scot TaylorAdded: Jun 11 2006Views/Reads: 2862/1919Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)
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change the things I've done. 

Please show me that it can still be okay. Show me that its not too late.
Show me how to believe again. 

Show me how to find my faith again. 

I don't want to sound like some self-pitying little bitch. 

But I think I honestly lost my faith. 

Show me how to find it, again. Show me how to never lose it. 

Because god knows I need it. 

God knows I can't go on without it. 

I tried to pretend I could.  But it was all empty. 

There was just nothing there. And deep down, I couldn't hide from that. 

I've been trying to pretend that I could get by without needing anyone.
Without having to lean on anyone, without relying on anyone. 

Because I knew people, even the best of people, couldn't help but fail.
I tried my entire life never to fail, and I still failed. I gambled 
everything on the fact that I didn't fail, based my whole identity on 
it. 

And I knew it was a lie. 

And I tried to build myself into something no human could achieve, some
perfect entity. 

So that I, at least, would not fail. 

And I failed. 

Because I was just a boy, maybe a man, but mostly a boy. 

And nobody is completely divine. 

Not alone. 

But maybe with someone they love, 

And someone who loves them. 

Maybe two people, together, can be something divine. 

Maybe that's the secret. 

Maybe through two, by joining two natural opposites. 

Maybe that produces the divine. 

Maybe buried, within all the pain and the shame, 

Maybe the divine lurks, waiting to show ourselves what can be created. 

When two people stop being so afraid. 

Stop being so scared.  Stop hiding from who they really are. 

And embrace themselves, accept the imperfections, and marvel in the
wonder. 

Marvel in the small piece of the divine. 

And feed off the wonder of each other.  Show each other.  Teach each
other. 

And learn from each other. 

Learn to forgive others, and more importantly - themselves. 

We are, non of us, the sum of what we could be. 

We're not perfect. 

We never will be. 

We are who we are. 

And that doesn't mean giving up trying to be good people 

That doesn't mean forgetting that we are all part of humanity. 

Maybe that just means accepting that no one is in fact god. 

Because only god can be perfect. 

Maybe it just means learning to accept that you will fail. 

That's its okay to fail. 

Not on purpose, but in practice, you are only human. 

You are- only part of divine. 

And remembering, that while you are only a part. 

BUT THAT YOU, AND I, ARE STILL DIVINE. 

WE ARE, AND ALWAYS WILL BE, A PART OF THE DIVINE.


   


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