Sunday, May 22, 2016

Not Quite June

I watched the sky grow dark
As it closed off some 
Old hang ups, 
Like, am I understood or good enough?
But really, what those others think is 
Not of my will or ken,
It is how they choose 
The order of this life.

I am flawed, as are we all, 
And rather than
Exhausting myself
On anything save what I love
I intend to watch the sky and stars
For signs I may have missed, and
Though I may not yet understand 
Just what it is that I am seeing, 
I am the better, moving
Into this, some strange new light,
And I must say, 
It's been awhile
Since I have seen horizon.