Like the moment we stand at the edge of a swelling wave.
We know it will feel good once we dive in; it will be refreshing, renewing, exhilarating.
But, diving in can be incredible difficult~
we finish two months.
two months of high, low, discover, explore.
and (painful) goodbyes.
two months of paint, construct, mold, experiment. Of cooking, baking, welcoming in, turning away.
we’ve added in we’ve take out. we’ve done our duty we’ve delighted in our selves.
two months in someone elses space, someone elses rooms, someone elses choices, someone elses walls.
we’ve done it.
lived our life within someone elses things,
discovering in the time
living is a whole new way.
we start two weeks.
two weeks of quick.
two weeks of full.
two weeks of look! see! this is where I…! can you believe it…!?
out of suitcases without closets
kitchens without cabinets
before two days
no time to unzip.
no time to feed stomachs.
no time to grab hold.
a crossing over
as we tell, say, share, express
living is a whole new way
we’re going back for more~
One Art by Elizabeth Bishop