Growth

Every day there's a war on

It's a war inside the chest of 

Man, woman, and those in-between

Every moment, every action

Each breath and step

A shot fired

A blade pulled

A cannon loaded

The hearts of man are battlefields

We struggle for purchase in this grey world

Hoping, praying, that what we do next

In the moment

In each moment of eternity and entropy

That what we do is right

That it will redeem us or secure us

In ultimate happiness

Growth, for me, was once a goal-driven thing

I thought I would one day be grown

Grown, and never anxious

Grown, and always satisfied

Grown, and fulfilled for the long time

For Always

But I really grew

When I learned that growth

Is never-ending

That the only thing that’s for always

Is the Growing