My reflection belies me
Rewind life twenty years past
The present me would have
received a smirk
I may seem unrecognisable.
Unpredictable mood swings, restlessness
impulsiveness hung in my past wardrobe.
My ears heating the landline
mouth resting only when lips clasped
to rest the empty bed.
Emotional dependency, delegation,
attention seeking my second skin
I never thought to shred.
A one eighty-degree shift
my spouse's description of
current me.
Whom do I owe my gratitude to?
Meditation or morning pages,
every little sprinkle cleansed
my blemished soul.
Pauses and solitude
my preferred confidants now
my daily itinerary, enviously defended.
Life never seemed more refreshing
The pleasure of the silences,
beauty of tasks achieved
stretches spent with me
each moment a joy in itself.
Fast froward twenty years ahead
My future may turn
to acknowledge
the present me
if crossed paths.
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