Whatever we profess to be…..we aren’t….at least to the extent we think we are

what need would there be for such proclamations…..we simply would walk out our beliefs and that would be our faith

our feet and our hands would speak and our lips are closed

my aspirations are a far cry from the foundation of my being

I am in continual tumbler that polishes and smooths  out the rough and jagged edges of my person……life

how quickly those imperfections are corrected is totally contingent on my acceptance of what I am and what I’m not

I acknowledge that my attempts to present the person I aspire to be are fraudulent……I am what I am…….a work in progress

the journey is never over……….
have a piece of cake…….you made it

Here’s a napkin…….

Ttucro