34. Cartography
June 6
I follow a twisted path through
a tangled wood; I create both
path and wood. To stray from here
is to walk Blake’s chartered streets.
I have the patience and the power
to blaze a way through my wilderness.
60. Limitations
June 7
Limits come where I do not wish
to go; choices create limits
while opening doors. I’m content:
Ezra, Quinn, and Lilith play
happily in the living room. I
have time to read and write.
38. Inside Outside
June 8
Too often, I define myself
by what I am not. Allowing
the shore to determine the river’s
flow. But the river changes
the earth, gradually going
her own way through the world.
55. The Unfolding
June 9
Like a vision of a rose – –
petal by petal a moving form:
bud to full flower, my life,
right now, unfolds into a clarity
seemingly still – – my happiness
tempered – – this too shall change.
38. Outside
June 10
Again, I lock myself in.
Who is on the outside? Like a
turtle tucked tight in her shell,
I worry myself with the wind.
If I want to find someone,
I must go out and look.
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