Tuesday, April 5, 2022
It is time to stop
And unhitch the wagon
Into which I have put
All my insights and longings
And overwrought ideas
A life
About to blossom
Into the next
Me
A realm of
Possibilities
Beckoning
I pray my children
Will find their way
In a whirling world
Of who knows what’s next
Missteps could be
Deadly
I will show up
I will even wear a mask
When asked
I will offer myself
My whole self
My true self
To the task
As it is revealed
To me
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