this year started
with so much hope
and anticipation
i’d sit to write
and wait
with faith
for the theme of the day,
a topic to explore
for as long as it took
open hearted
patient -
for the thoughts
and ideas to come.
it always worked
yet i’ve kicked the practice aside
buried the trust
with misaligned blame
for a year of scrambled,
tumbled beatings.
with a mind disoriented
and time askew,
might i invite her back,
lick trust’s wounds,
and bandage her scars,
apologize
and again
listen, wait,
risk hope
♡ Annie