The test.

They stretch me in more ways than I could ever imagine.

They stretch me in more ways than one.

Beyond the fibers of my being, I am stretched.

 I'm standing in the mirror
I confront the limit of my patience.

My will is tested.

Sometimes I cave,

Sometimes I bend,

But I stretch.
and grow,

and morph,

into something new;

Something beautiful.

Like a baby being born again.

Only to grow and ,
ready to be tested again.