time’s motion
irresistible
spring
Two days until my job ends and I begin the next chapter of my life. Mixes sadness and excitement into a strange cocktail.
Tag: motion
Forward
What’s my path forward?
Unpredictable, of course
My inner voice knows
The right way.
Now, to silence the noise
And listen to the birds
At dawn
A few lines before dawn
Dawn’s not yet here
Yet i need to be awake
Weariness slows me
More than i care to admit
Train Tracks In The Wood
Away through the woods
I wonder about these tracks
Are they neglected?
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A Cycling Haiku
I move with the wind
Upon these steel wheels
Over asphalt night
I was able to ride this evening. Something I delight to do, though time has been challenging of late. The feeling of drifting over the road has long brought me tranquility and peace. A critical peace of my sanity while, as a young teen, I watched my mother consumed with cancer. Motion soothed my tortured soul.
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