Plans on paper and blueprint for life.
Trust the journey;
it is all you have to hold on to.

Seekers seeking, and poems unfinished,
leave space for serendipities, surprises.
There is no self-correction here,
just support and appreciation,
much, much gratitude.

you have to let loose of the safety harness
before you can take your leap.
It is your turn;
the future is beckoning.

© Christine Salkin Davis, 2018


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