Just a Moment
—Turning inwardArchive for July 4, 2008
Re-beginning
She clung to those words, believing they meant what she heard, what she dreamed of for so long. Fear lapped her. Was she the first to experience this anquish-laced joy? For years, every song, every note reminded her of that dream she held too tightly. A dream now too habitual for reality to ever sustain.
Tiresome
Heavy into longing
aching intrepidation
soothing my addiction
with gentle breaths
Affirming beliefs
in life’s red carpet
feeling my end point
delicious repose
Nurturing the path
embracing acceptance
releasing my grip
relaxing fear
