Up Against It

The light and carefree days

Are visited upon

frequently enough.

But all too often,

I’m up against it.

The wall

Looming

Darkly

Hiding the shadows

Always on the horizon line.

I’m up against it.

Today I live

A declaration

Of my existence

The inscrutable

Deep divinity.

I fear not

I worry little

Though the weight is there

Up against it.

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