last lines

So many mornings I've sat
contemplating the day
seeking strength and courage for then new challenges.
Dreaming ... questioning ... enduring, now finishing.

Walking in with ambition and expectations, 
believing I held a bunch of magical keys that could unlock
long closed doors.
Now,  I'm walking out, some doors are opened, some keys passed on, 
the rest laying waiting for the next dreamer to pick up.

I know that the time is right, yet I cannot help but wonder
what the outcome could have been if egos could have altered,
shifted an iota to make space for the new.
If light isn't let in new seedlings cannot flourish, 
they either die or get transplanted.

But my heart is full, I have no regrets.
I am braver, stronger, wiser from this chapter in my journey.
Desiderata.

Published by thrivezim

I'm a lover of free verse poetry and cups of tea. The quickest way to energise me is to give me a moment under open sky, preferably in a garden. I love beautiful trees and Purple Crested Lourie birds and making school come alive for my students.

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