Though I didn’t call it that at the time.
When then, it was frustration, impatience, often times annoyances brought about by shining faces with earth-smell sweet peace in the skin of their cheeks.
Later the ache of wanting-time energy trust truth holding more light enrobing held-that ache how
could I have known? was the very
thing I held so tightly to my chest
already in me when I reflected yes but also when I
simply stepped forward.
All it ever was was a choice.