Viewpoint

I don’t even feel like looking

at the end of the year —

I have no urging towards retrospectives.

I don’t want to look at next year, either —

I have no interest in resolutions

There will be things in the year,

events and growth and changes,

but I have no sense I can control them.

They will come through like storms

or sprout like seeds,

I will await them

but they will take me by surprise —

I have no view of them but this one,

on the ground, peering through vines and branches,

taking the next step.

©Wendy Mulhern

December 28, 2018