I would like to know you
More than I do
You are a gracious presence that in glimpses I have seen influence the mightiest egos acquiesce
Somehow at times I stumble across you yet would know you more as a constant companion
I forget you often and in the throes of reaction and defensiveness catch myself in arrogance or in self righteousness or justification
Which is always followed by regret
How do I know you?
How do I find you in the moments when I am alone and embattled?
How do I find you in that first breath?