I am trying to learn
how my days should feel,
how my life wants to be
now that I am free to live it.
Routine and schedule
have never worked for me.
I prefer rhythm,
knowing when it’s time
to ease off or let go
when to put down
what I am doing
because I’ve lost the pulse.
Sometimes I sit and wait
to see what’s next,
I’m learning to trust
not knowing.
Until the place where
the life has gone
calls out, “Over here,”
and the beat picks up