jostled out of our ruts

micropoetry

Dunno about you, but for as much as I say I don’t like being in ruts, I really do like some of my comfortable routines, my habits, my preferences, my … ruts.

There’s a lot of jostling happening to me, around me, within me.

Change.

Tis the season for the unraveling. For the questions.

For the becoming.

But first, first, we get jostled out of our ruts.

jostled out of our ruts

a time of change
a time when the old 
may be left behind
not ‘forgotten’
but a fond remembrance 
of who 
we were

the outer landscape 
a siren call
‘the what’ of becoming
no more
and no less
than changing out our wardrobe
 
change is not the destination
change is the journey
 
the journey is inward
to the midst of our hearts
by new paths 
we create 

leaning into
the questions
the unraveling
the remembering
 
the journey
of remembering

remembering
who
we 
are

@maryjoburkhard

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