When I Believe

I cannot disagree

with advice

people try to tell me all the time,

it makes me sometimes

crawl to a stop,

slowly fade into the grout.


I want to be free,

to not run around scared

watch wheels in motion

that haven’t ever found a way

to make themselves known

when lost on my own.


When I close one book

the next seems nearby

so easy it is

for me to fall into other worlds

simply to deny

no, rely

upon some distant arm of guidance

comes down to speak to my psyche

tell me everything is going to be

all right.


And then it starts all over again,

another scenario to embrace.

© aquietwalk 3/2022