Artherese

The midpoint is here and I must admit
I surprised myself quite a lot this year, 
so far

I’m still grateful I left
I gained new perspectives
And welcomed needed shifts

I still try, I still yearn
I’m mostly still winging it
With a 50/50 success rate

Then I go for long walks
And enjoy small talks
People still scare and amaze me
At equal measure

I still am me 
Still in awe 
Despite the rough
Edges and misses
Still clinging to the spark
The bright, the hope
The melody, the miracles
Abound and within.

(c) Artherese, 2024