Limping

I wish I had the confidence
to say what I knew to be true
that the perceived limp
was that hitch in a step as
a runner hits their stride
or that maybe the hobble
was akin to Jacob’s affliction
a sure and steady sign of
a holy tussle with the Almighty
Those words did not come
so I walked away with a limp
that was not there
a limp that has healed
but still sometimes hurts