Everyday pre-dawn skies greet her.
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Her ritual, no clock awakens her.
Compelled to rise with haste
Sits up with no time to waste.
Awakened with mind runnin’
Ideas, thoughts, emotions racin’
Time for change has come...
...fear of the unknown and...
Reminds herself to slowly tread.
Self asking self who are you...
...and what have you found so far...
...On this long journey of...
What are you seeking girl ? ? ?
To be true to one’s self and at peace?
To know you are the best that you can be.
Spirit’s full of energy and curiosity.
Seeker of answers on this mission.
A favored stanza, her guiding mantra...
...“I have promises to keep...
...and miles to go before I sleep.”
And so this quest begins.
...with a small step forward.
The sleeper has no time to waste...
...and must make haste.
Answers may lie close or may lie far.
Either way she must look to find...
...where and what they are.
Time waits for no one, no matter who they are.
And knowing that answers can also be...
...found in the journey...
...itself she commences.
***** I wish to credit Robert Frost with the lines used in stanza five. He is and will always be my favorite author, and his poem; "Walking in Woods on A Snowy Evening" has indeed been a guiding mantra for me for most of my adult life.******