Some days, I find myself nose to nose with a brick wall. “Poor baby”
you might think to say.
But no… hitting this wall is just a clear invitation to choose a new path that I wasn’t willing to
look for until now.
Wandering along the familiar
is what I do most easily;
the path worn with my own
footprints; same from day
to day to day.
Then one day, a fresh breeze
blows in and I raise my gaze
just a touch, then I see it
that barrier, a wall, an obstacle
in my path
“What the hell?! This was
never here before,” I cry.
Then stop and sense
a vague acquaintance
with this boundary before me.
Is it the light or this sweet
fresh breath that makes me see
this situation differently today.
Maybe I’m just ready, strong
and tired of what has been.
So turning from the usual
the customary, the norm,
I set my sites on what
new paths I might see or
envision on the horizon.
with light and love,
suni moon, 2018