Stop and Go
My goals in life were nebulous. I didn’t know quite what
it was that I most wanted—except out of my rut.
A picket fence and cottage were never my dream.
I didn’t want to produce children by the ream.
I only wanted travel and to see who I could be
if I could search far enough to discover me.
I finally found a part of me everywhere I went,
but had to keep on traveling to know the full extent
of who I wished to grow into—how much I wished to find—
how much I could reveal of me and still have peace of mind.
But now I’ve seemed to settle. I’m content with what I’ve found.
The place where I have come to seems like holy ground.
Perhaps true wisdom really comes from knowing when to stop—
knowing when we’ve climbed enough because we’ve reached the top!
The words today were nebulous, cottage and goal. Here are the links:
https://onedailyprompt.wordpress.com/2018/12/28/your-daily-word-prompt-nebulous-December-28-2018/
https://ragtagcommunity.wordpress.com/2018/12/28/rdp-friday-cottage/
https://wordofthedaychallenge.wordpress.com/2018/12/28/goal/
lifelessons - a blog by Judy Dykstra-Brown 
A bit of philosophy to provide food for thought before the New Year, Judy? I thank you for it.
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Lovely and so true. It’s funny that at age 67, I now want to stretch my boundaries, and see just who I can be. The death of my first husband last week reminded me that I still have dreams that I want to fulfill. Now, if I can get Douglas to go with me. I would gladly run up bills to travel and then settle down and pay them off slowly but surely. Lovely poem.
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Lovely. Add a chorus and chords, and I think you have a sweet song.
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Might you plan the music?
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