When I was in my twenties
I longed to have a set direction
To me a set track seemed the answer to all my worries and
concerns
Just drop into it and live
No questions about what I should do
Where I should go
I don’t know if my young adult life was more tortured than
others
I do know that I did experience enough angst and anxiety
I thought if I knew what to do, all would be well
I did not realize that I was just starting to learn who I
was
Wandering, weaving, circling, falling, and floundering
Helped me move
Toward being me
A track is a wish that should never be granted
Life is all about a process
To live is to make one’s own tracks
To live is to make one’s own tracks
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