There are times when right can not be made.
Petty injustices trail a trivial edge along the wall
of indifferent ineptitude.
Cords break, mechanics fail, great endeavors
leave a wreckage of humility in their wake.
There are times.
It feels personal. The world must surly be out to get you.
Yet there are no conspiracies.
It is merely your timing off.
The wheel of fortune has turned
just enough to show how bad things could really get.
Ride it out. In time, your visions will clear.
Simple things become simple again.
Easy things bring ease.
Your chance to redeem yourself comes
and you can once again hold your head high.
The Hub: Rochelle Wisoff-Fields
Photo credit: Rachel Bjerke
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