Dazed

Daily life requires
a miracle a minute
to do anything.

Miracles mostly
dodge my power and control.
Randomness may rule.

While my world shudders,
shaken and destabilized,
I feel overwhelmed.

Promise?

A lily emerged

from its somnolent slumber,

opening fully.

The world too awoke,
welcoming daylight's entry.
Renewal prevailed.

Hope's lasting promise
joined the chorus of rebirth.
Or was it a tease?

On My Journey

Facing stiff headwinds,

I tack and then tack again

but keep losing ground.

The losses pile on.

New normals replace old ones,

scarce time to adjust.

To find peace I pray,

"teach me how to live like this"  *

and to do it well.

* Robert Parker

Getting Things Done

It used to serve me.
Push, push, push, and keep going
to finish a job.

I still complete tasks,
pressing on through exhaustion
until I collapse.

Dogged willpower
stubbornly commands and rules.
Not always for good.