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I can never see past next week

A moment of peace in a busy world of busy people
Staring out the window, the view of the balcony just blissfully capturing what my heart feels
Though the loving embrace of the morning sun shines on me again, I can't help but let those thoughts intrude
Still fearing the storm
Still waiting for it to show

A path I know I am to travel again and travel fully
There is time again until I must stand up and walk this path with ceaseless confidence
Whether or not I am a changed woman, the journey continues ever onward toward the horizon
Never ending past the hills
Never did I quite sit still

Silence
Stillness
Serenity

Someday, I will make my break upon that path again