One New Look

Pink Rose
It’s so simple.
Take one last look
at what is killing you
and walk away from it.

It’s so joyful.
Take one new look
at what enlivens you
and walk towards it.

I know neither one.
Must I stand stock still until?

No such thing as standing still.
You’re going up or down the hill.
Make of it what you will.
All your dreams you can fulfill.

I choose my soul as my primary role.
I loose my ego to the wind.
On my knee I now do bend.
Casting out what might have been.

Vicki Woodyard

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