I’ve been waking up early
Although I’m sleeping well
I rise when the morning sun
Brightens my room
And it’s not as if
I have any wish to sleep in
For I want to start my day
And follow my routines
Morning is my time
To absorb the world
With pages and technology
Allowing me comfort
It is my time to think
And to write
And to plan
And to breathe
I’m grateful
For each morning
As I know I’ve reached
Another day
And I look anxiously forward
To what’s in store for me
On the remarkable journey
I am on
Today I feel at peace
Though there is turmoil within
But it’s my morning
And I’m ready to live again
The road to now
Took much longer than I imagined
But it needed to do so
Because I was not ready
I am ready now
Though not without fear
Not without misgivings
But knowing that it is time
It will be interesting to see
What I have missed
What more is possible
And what I have left to do
The journey to me is now
At 71 years and growing
But it has promise and heart
And it cannot possibly disappoint
I continue to be encouraged
By the responses I’m getting
To my poetry page
On Facebook
Perhaps it is merely
My ego talking
But the comments and likes
Keep pouring in
Of course
I’m trying to sell books
And so far success is elusive
But I have created a brand
There is a growing circle
Of fans and supporters
Who let me know
That I am touching their lives
And perhaps
That is all I need
To call myself
A successful author
And I will continue on
Trying to be more creative
Publish more and hopefully
Match my ego with my goals
I’m still searching
For answers
To unasked questions
And continued confusions
Crossroads again
And always
As I enter new
Horizons
I’m unwilling to let go
Of hopes and dreams
By settling for the safety
Of comfortable surroundings
At least until I know
That what I truly deserve
Is not within my reach
As this journey continues
In the meantime
I will continue risking
Continue exploring
And continue dreaming
For without that
I will have succumbed
To the ravages
Of my condition
My existentialism has taken hold
As I find that I am retreating
Further and further
Into myself
I understand my need
For self-preservation
As well as the necessity
To break free of my own trappings
Nobody can possibly understand
What I am experiencing
And if I try to explain
I seem to find resistance
I must fight this war
On my own
I must learn to live again
By trusting my instincts
By conquering my fears
By speaking my mind
By continuing to do things
In my own way
And only then
Will I find the peace
Strength and confidence
To walk proudly towards my tomorrow
