Shadow Work

Tiptoe past the door

wearing a toga 

to get a towel 

to take a shower

to clean myself

but . . .

Realized no soap could clean

my mind stains.

That is, until

I was brave enough 

to look at my shadow

And reach out to people.

I had wronged, 

and also to hold

others who had wronged me

Up to the Lord.

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