Gotta Start Somewhere

I've let go of a great many things, both by choice and by force. The last five years have been a blur of learning and adjusting and swimming...sometimes almost drowning. Now I let go. I have to refine my choices and aim for the best outcome. I've stopped believing I know what the answers are and practice allowing the answers to flow.

So here we are on an old path that has grown over since I last trekked along it. Here's a poem to commemorate the reboot:



Plodding through a rotting garden

Of spoiled dreams and sodden hopes

I pause to pick a lonesome wish

It's resting place on dampened soil

Perhaps with care and cultivation

I may revive this aspiration

Once cast aside without regard

It's fate neglected and foregone.