the ache

When the heart aches and you don’t know why,
Take inventory.

Am I hurt?
Am I fearful?
Am I longing?

Still no answer,
And the ache turns to anxiousness.

The heaviness in your chest,
The constant reminder to keep searching.

Sometimes revealing itself.
Sometimes laying in wait.

The ache is for a reason.
To push,
To teach,
To prepare.

So wait in the ache,
Testing your ambitions.

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