If

If you expect perfection
Don’t come here
This is the abode of the imperfect

If you expect conformity
Don’t come here
This is the home of rebellion

If you expect a smooth ride
Don’t come here
This is the abode of challenges and trials

If you expect quick results
Don’t come here
Only the patient will survive

If you expect rest and comfort
Don’t come here
This is where one must strive

If you expect clarity
Don’t come here
This is the home of questions and thought

If you can’t take pain
Don’t come here
Pain is a part and parcel of this lot

If you aren’t persistent
Don’t come here
Only the steadfast will thrive

This is the abode of the imperfect
The student, the one tried
This is the abode of joy and love
Where there are rainstorms and sunshine

Lida Berghuis
Auguest 21st

2 thoughts on “If

  1. Wow. I’m in love with this poem! Such an important reminder for everyone. I think we often as humans and even more as humans striving towards spiritual perfection, have a tendency to forget to have compassion with ourselves and to allow ourselves to grow rather than just expecting perfection from the beginning.

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  2. Thanks so much Shira. I totally agree with you. I’ve written another poem about having compassion for ourselves, especially during trials and moments when we feel quite inadequate. If you can’t find it let me know and I’ll repost it.

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