Looking out
Over what life
Might hold
For me
Next
No choice in its coming
Only the choiceAbout whether to
Acknowledge it
Introduce myself to it
Own my fear of it
And go towards it
Because it has to beGone towards
And it doesn’t matter
What I doWhile I’m in it
Whether the journey is pretty
Or a mess at every step
It matters only
That I keep Walking in it
And eventually through it
Because it has to be
Walked through
Whether I
Make peace with itOr not
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