In review
Would I have done what I set out to do?
Am I taking action?
Or standing still?
Where are the steps?
What is the vision?
Sometimes the information is a jungle
And each tree and vine an arm reaching out,
A distraction.
Why am I doing this?
Where is my strength?
My sense of unity and togetherness?
Is this a moment of fundamental change?
A breaking off of a piece of myself?
Or a complete breakdown,
To raise a new standard?
Like a caterpillar, becoming a butterfly?
How many metamorphoses,
Will I endure?
With my own hands,
I spin,
I toil,
Laboring;
And reaping …ashes.