One step forward Is all I ask. Sometimes it feels As if I am standing still Surrounded by fog Or moving backwards Or sideways Or downwards Or in no direction at all Plummeting headlong Careening and crashing Awash in confusion and fear. When all I ask Is to inch ahead Even the slightest bit. One step forward Is all I ask. I ask for help to clear the broken path To stop tripping On the same precarious patterns To stop traveling down the same Ceaseless dead end roads To stop spinning In the same endless circles and cycles. I ask to move past The past To advance Even the slightest bit. As the sun appears in the east Vibrant with the promise of renewal I ask For space. Space To learn to walk To learn to breathe To learn to run To falter To stumble and tumble To think and rethink To feel more fully To love more deeply To pick myself up over and over again. As the sun sets in the west Illuminated in dusk Reflecting the divine I ask For grace. Grace To slip To fall To fail To regain my footing To tend and mend To come into my body in safety To seek solace To accept comfort and care To restore my spirit and Repair my soul To rest and be whole. Just one step Is all I ask A petition for forward motion. A prayer For patience and wisdom Sometimes imploring Sometimes a wish or hope For even the smallest movement Towards progress Towards peace Towards becoming What I might be What I might leave behind In this short life In this precious world.
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A lovely poem. I think many share those emotions.
As I read this, I felt you reaching out your hand to help me up...