Everybody’s life
is just ... their life —
the places where they fell,
and where they failed,
the losses of their hopes,
the pooling grief
There’s no comparison of lives —
not one person’s with another’s,
not one person’s, with what it might have been,
no one gets to have
the biggest joy, the deepest grief,
a story more worth telling than another
No one is cursed,
each one is blessed,
and underneath all the questions
is that simple fact,
the place everyone’s life
is trying to get to,
where nothing that happened matters,
and everything that is, does.
©Wendy Mulhern
November 8, 2019
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