Evelyn Klebert

Somewhere along the way,when drive and calmness collide,

I wonder what truth sparks every life.

And if where we’re headed stops for a moment,

and we notice the landscape and the distinctiveness of the breath

we’re drawing in just this instance.

We stop for a bit securing that future

that never really looks as we’ve imagined.

The rapid pace halts,

and all goals simply blur into the horizon.

We are, after all, the architects of our own lives,

but what exactly we’ve constructed has yet to be unveiled.

Will it truly look at all as we’ve projected?

Or was something added to the mix along the way?

Seeds carelessly sown

that without care, still flower in time.

Flower in ways that bring change, change unexpected.

It’s a peculiar moment when the world flips,

and what seemed so unimportant at the time

remakes everything.

What a peculiar moment

when we face ourselves in the starkest, brightest light

without shadow.

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