Too Late

Sometimes I wonder
Is it too late
To be part of something
Big

Too late

To link my life
To something
Meaningful

Too late

To do something
Important

That leaves

This dark world
Brighter

Than it

Could ever be
On its own

Come What May

I’m getting a glimpse now
Into how it feels
To surrender
To what’s next

Weather wise

Life wise

Understanding more

What those people
Living in places
With constant hurricanes
Tornados and fires
Experience

Here it’s blizzard

After blizzard and
Let down
After let down

The constant threat

Of losing
Home as I know it
Life as I know it

I’ve done all

That can be done

At the mercy now

Of nature
Of fate

At the mercy now

Of life
Come what may

How Life Goes

I wonder
If by
The end
Of life
All lives include
At least
One major
Devastation

The loss of someone un-losable

A jagged detour into the world of disability
A tenuous walk along a financial tightrope
The betrayal of a friend

I wonder

If this is
How life goes

Or if

It’s just
How my life goes

And if other lives

Don’t go this way
I wonder
What it is exactly
That takes up their time
Consumes their thoughts
Keeps them up at night

I guess

I just wonder
How life is
When it’s not
Like mine

Quiet Soul

I am
A quiet soul
Easily wounded
Yet strong when I am
Able always
To move forward
Alone or with company
But often
And mostly
I must say
Alone

Hard To Be Still

It’s hard to be still
To wait
To want answers
I have no way
Of getting

It’s hard to be still

But I will try

And in the meantime

I will be me
Make decisions from my core
And trust they are good enough
Because they come from a place within me
That is sincere
And means well
Always