All is Quiet
Its the breath
before the deep plunge

I no longer cross the bridge to meet you
I cannot
I have my own needs to attend to
but wave to you on the other side

The journey does not end here
It has only just begun
A change is in the air
and there is nothing to fear

Let the water rush over me
Let the caterpillar get its wings
Let the renewed strength of the birds sing

How do you pick up the threads of your life?
By Forward Marching....