– my plan… or something like it –

The goal is to love
… atop the
highest hill, on a valley road, breathe
in the air that I didn’t know.
The goal is to trust
… like the California
sun bowing in the west,
make the blueprint and build what’s best, for
I am a scaredy-cat,
teeter on this or that,
slightly in over my
harrowing head, and
I am a mama’s boy,
run back to fill a void,
still criticize much of
what she has said.
I could not, I can-
not be me,
until I hold new
breath to breathe, new
life to be, one chance to
see a
braver path for
me.
~
~
D.J. Whisenant

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