Do I regret the pointed moments of my life now?
I see in blues and greens
The warm rain as it hits the earth
And I wonder
Is my life complete?
Gray days have filled my thoughts
And I wonder if it is possible to love
The very idea of a person
I will wait
Do I regret the missed movements of my soul?
Languishing in hidden corners
The finality of it made me shudder
Blue skies herald new beginnings
And I wonder if it is possible to be
With a new version of
Do I regret the heartful laughter of my current life?
How it is to be together
Shared meals and working in
The new garden beds
I will wait
Green horizons flicker and bloom
Sultry moments in between
And it’s okay to
Not know your destination
For the present
I have been processing a lot lately. Introspection seems to be my MO. It makes me wonder about the past 5 years and wondering what I’ve learned and how I’ve grown. We’ve survived a lot recently but I don’t want “surviving the pandemic” to be my excuse for not living my life well. It has taken a lot of wondering about the future and what I want to be. Sometimes this is painful, other times it is fun and hopeful. I haven’t written as much as I should. Sometimes the words sit just left of the desire to pen them down. It’s that way sometimes. I’ve been reading more and trying to take it all in. Release myself to the world a little bit. All in all, this season is good and I trust that my days are not wasted. Rather this time is creating fertile ground for positive change and love.