Jump the Fence

You fear you’re substandard
and you are,
’cause the standard’s artificial
and you aren’t.

Real shoots beyond
the best, jumping fences
we’ve erected, scaling
lines in the sand.

So when you miss
their mark,
catch the creative spark
they call failure.

11 Comments

    • I know. I tried to be the best, according to someone else’s standard. I was asking both too much and too little of myself. I read this book called The Soul’s Code (Hillman, Jung, Plato) that reckons we are living out a pattern encoded in us. “Growing down,” fleshing out the idea that we are, is the work of a lifetime— harder than following human yardsticks, because you won’t get social validation for it, but easier because it’s being yourself. So when people say “be yourself,” it sounds like some nonsense, but it is a challenge, an act of character, a calling.

      I took it to a whole other level. But that’s just me, being myself.

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