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If we observe and honor
the unfamiliar feelings
that haunt and hurt us,
these feelings will be found to be
the growing ground into which
we have already been planted.
Following the unfamiliar through
the tangled thickets of the familiar
may lead to a blooming.
True, there may be awful aching,
fear, and upheavals—
but one day comes the
sweet grace of the blooming.
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Copyright © 1998 by Alan Harris. All rights reserved.
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