Still here landing on some plateau

Safe haven while waiting

Some have said the only thing holding you back is yourself

This last week of February offers the end of winter’s hold

Spring has floated through the air and into my bedroom door

Where I simply wait

From my mind’s eye

Lights from a million stars fill Lake Ann

Sunlight falls upon clear blue

Capturing nomads in black and white

Just water striders dancing and walking on top

Creating vortices spilling into waves

There, bathed by a thousand butterflies in flight

I stand with outstretched arms

Offering the soft light of relief

I pray for these moments

This art and practice of just living an ordinary life

To hold onto whatever is left

Inspired by the Oscar-nominated movie Dallas Buyer’s Club . . . “so much time trying not to die, I have no time for living . . .” Also, posted with @dVersePoets on the last Tuesday of February at the #OpenLinkNight Pub!