Today Is An Open Door...

Today is an open door -

I hesitate for a moment, stay

uncertain on the threshold of

what is, and what may

come to be.

That’s me -

drawn too many ways;

constantly retracing steps

to find the path I’d never left,

just covered up in leaves.

Another cup of tea - it

comforts, sinks me deep,

deeper, in the moment before

the change. What is this thing

called life? This road we tread,

daily, unconscious of

what surrounds. A stray

word, indistinct, the sound

of bird song in my ear.

No plan

to unfold, no aim to draw -

the bow now bent and

useless. So -

here I sit, sipping tea -

Laura Marling on CD -

reading “The Glass Menagerie” while

trying, in my mind, to plot a play -

and writing poetry.

An open door.

Today.