Patience is the problem.
Innate urgency makes us ready to act,
To be the one holding the starter’s pistol,
To look for movement and forget everything of the present.

But life doesn’t understand urgency.
We lose confidence and control.
Control that is too often mistaken for peace.

I’m reminded to hold ambition with open hands,
Palms to the sky,
Knowing that life bends to the one who made me.

So I stumble in my efforts to fall in stride.
Each morning stretching,
Each breath one at a time,
Waiting for the first step to be called out.


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  1. Tracy Edmonson

    Good one!

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