Before uncertainty, wit’s end, torn places
Before confusing, unfamiliar, troubling spaces
Before unkind, frowning, scowling faces.
All wide open and new
All quiet, serene, with no people in view
Stretched out and ahead
Before sapped strength,
Deferred hope, and fresh reasons for dread.
Fresh start. Hopeful. Still tackle-able.
Before unsure, full-on, and neurotically unstable.
Before all this wretchedness
Crowds out all this goodness
When the day’s potential’s
All fair and endless.
After coffee, before crashes
Before misunderstanding, disappointment, or miscommunication’s backlashes.
After prayer, before talking.
Before progress or insight or bad news that is shocking.
And just me
And just peace therein,