Wrestling

Here we are
Circling again
Love, pain, hope, despair.

Like old friends
We pick up
Right where we left off.

I insist we
Keep it light
You insist
We cover it all.

Big laughs
Heavy tears
Deep anger
Soul filling joy.

They all make
Their own appearance
In time.

Each time I hope
At least one
Will stay home.

Enough anger.
Too much sadness.
Go away contempt.
Bye resentment.

What would it be
Without them?
How could I live
In their absence?

Less passion.
Fewer learnings.
Meaningless life.

Welcome them in.
Embrace them all.
Don’t stay small.