Woke up
Way too early,
But what a beautiful
Morning,
Not much pain,
Feels good to move,
Determined to
Enjoy it.
Cotton batten clouds
Marching steadily
Above tall towers,
And wind-stirred tree-leaves,
A fabulous scene;
I witness it
And am an
Integral participant;
The winds of change
May blow today too,
As I consider
My future,
Looking ahead
The waters are muddy,
So hard to decide
Where to go next,
A rest is in order
But how to get it?
Is it even possible
From where I’m at?
I wonder and deliberate;
Perhaps it’s a jump
Or a flying great leap,
But I won’t know for sure
Unless I take it.
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