Choices
There have been circumstances this week that have prompted me to once again understand how life can change in a moment. A couple of the ways that I process my experiences are through writing and creating art. The following poem is a work in progress.
"Choices"
I wake listening
to rain, windows
open--spring, almost summer
fragrance, earth's moist
breezes mingle with early
morning chatter--birdsongs,
an occasional car passing,
tires on pavement, sounds like wet
rubber rolling over an ink
blot--leaving
an impression for a time. Each life
is afforded an opportunity--grace
falls like rain all around
everyday, the invitation is
presented. Will I lean into what is
offered? Leave footprints un-
realized because of fear, doubt, past
words, thoughts, actions? Life is
full of moments to catch
and release. A hand, a heart
open and close finite times before
both are laid down, I hear
a door closing in the distance. Tires
no longer moving, leaving
behind roads untraveled.
Author Laura J. Wolfe
