Each day, we arrive at the border line, it’s not always well-marked
The border line between health and decline, between loveliness and loveliness lost
Between caring and needy
Confidence and hubris
Between forethought and anxiety
Endurance and walled-up denial
Between doing your best and self-punishing striving
Between vulnerability and insecurity
Discretion and collusion
Delight and entitlement
Spontaneity and carelessness
Memory and baggage
Between energising anger and useless resentment
Between availability and the role of the doormat
Between self-awareness and making a project of your self
Between love and control, love and manipulation
Between identity and separation
Desert depths and wilderness shallows
Each day, we arrive at these border lines, not always well marked
Between loveliness and loveliness lost
And we mind our steps and our direction
Making always for loveliness
