Ducks In the Pond

8/16/10 Around and around I go spinning in circles How could I forget? The way forward comes It startles me every time Looking backwards now It was November I was making lists, again Planning for the trip Looking at a pond Small ducklings were lining up Following mother Mine are all full grown It was my time to wander But it has been hard Now they are circling Finding their way in the world I am missing them I know they are strong But still needing some support I want to go home _________________________ 11/26/07 I wait for the ducks Lining up in the still pond Which direction now? The waiting is hard Self-doubt challenging me now Numb feet take small steps Breathing in and out I challenge the cold, dry, cough Far across the pond The mist curls my hair Shakey self-esteem rattles The bones are fragile I have learned to see Life's obstacles repeating Pushing back the fear I hand it over To the "inner duck" swimming Slowly, but surely