
How strange it is
This feeling in my breast
Life is unfolding
I’m filled with such zest
My future is calling
It’s on my caller ID
I’m taking this call
My response: carefree
Details still forming
Days not numbered yet
A matter of time
On this I will bet
Mind says, “don’t jinx it!”
But from deep inside
Knowing in my blood
I’m walking wide-eyed
Just a bit longer
The drape will draw back
Deep breath before leap
Life’s at last on track
Author's Note:
This felt like the right place to begin. For me. For here. I hope you enjoy, and it lifts you, as it did me — Liora
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