Sometimes we can’t rise
Until we’ve exhausted every resource.
Until we feel chewed and spit out.
At least, that’s true for me.
I can’t count the times
I’ve tried everything I know. I can be determined/hardheaded.
But eventually,
there comes a moment
when there is nowhere left to look.
Nothing left to try.
No more answers to find.
And that’s usually when I surrender.
I’ve learned that surrender isn’t failure.
It isn’t giving up.
Sometimes surrender is finally admitting that I don’t have to figure everything out.
I don’t have to control the outcome.
I don’t have to find the answer.
I can simply let go.
And strangely enough,
surrender always seems to be
the right answer.
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