Smoke from distant fires
Mars the clarity of a blue bird day
Find the moment’s beauty
Even the haze cannot mar
While I clear my mind
Of moments past and future
Smoldering there
One breath
Then another
Blow the haze away
Smoke from distant fires
Mars the clarity of a blue bird day
Find the moment’s beauty
Even the haze cannot mar
While I clear my mind
Of moments past and future
Smoldering there
One breath
Then another
Blow the haze away
My fear is always
More about the road
Already travelled
Than what is to come
I carry the past
As tragedies
And failures
Then project them ahead
Like road signs
Diverting me from a truer path
I remind myself
When checking the rearview
Acknowledge the tragedies and failures
Along the road once travelled
But leave them in the past
Then bring to mind
The triumphs and successes
Project these on every road ahead
As billboards of encouragement
Where once the road
Went ever on and on
The straight and narrow
A path long fixed
Now curves ahead
Promise us adventure
Through lands ahead unknown
The future far beyond
And I
No more or less the merry
For what is known and what is not
All are part the journey
No matter the words you say
No matter the things you do
All paths lead to you
A golden destination
Partially concealed
In unfathomable
Possibility
These leaves may seem
Like a reminder of past glory
These leaves may seem
Like a reminder of future possibility
But the leaves
Are just leaves
All the rest is just stories
I tell myself to make sense
Not of leaves
But of my own existence
For I bear not the past
Carry only hope, and my staff
Tenacity
Events
Connections
Love, loss
Attainment, failure
Lessons, places, people
Glories and gaffes and grace
Everything that ever happened
To get me here
Where I’m standing
In this moment now
On the path
To who I’ll be
I remind myself
Do not linger in the past
I need to know where I am
And look where I am going