The holes that make us Whole

There are dark holes in what make us whole. The gaping gaps we dread to face and feel. The holes we wish to bury, Hoping that they’re no longer real Abandoned among eternal darkness in fear, We mourn the missing, the hurt the pains, the gone. But just because our dark holes exist, Doesn’t mean we aren’t still ‘one’ As ‘one’ we tread through treacherous and uncontrollable grounds, Sometimes falling down the rabbit hole. But making our way out, despite strongest doubts Is part of what seeks to make us whole. To seek the light, we must embrace the dark And sit through all the mist, the mud and murk. At times unknown, in fear and dread, Is when we grow most strongest to do our work For our real

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