Pondering Blog exploring lessons from life’s teachers
Let me fall. Let me descend
Let me fall. Let me descend. What I need can find me here. Only then will a start my ascent.
Pushing Through: Stop
There was no room for ginger steps.
In the early years.
I had to push through.
But I don’t have to do that anymore.
I can stop pushing.
I can stop pushing.
I can walk gingerly.
and take care.
of my
self.
Solo at Dawn
What color is the world today?