living – Page 9 – Picking Up Roots

Pace

one day at a time,
one moment,
one step,
no matter how heavy,
this is the pace
at which
we must take our lives,

moving any faster
leaves us spinning,
our wheels sinking
deeper into the mire,
grasping at air,
never moving forward

Choice

you chose this -
where you are today -
there is always another way,
another side of the coin;

sometimes 
it is through weakness
at others
it comes from strength;

there are consequences to choices,
ignore them at your peril;
worse yet:
not to choose at all

Place

in this place of tree-lined silences
where Nature speaks for days
the cares of the world
fall away,

amidst the piney green
and deep blues
of sea and sky
there is a gentle peace -

if you want it -
it is not an escape,
the world is too small
to fully disappear;

this place is part of me
I have denied it too long