Life is wild;
unstable,
a cup filled to the brim
with the unexpected.
Mountain lions
scavenge fresh meat
at every corner.
The "shuffle" begins...
two left, two right;
five steps at a time.
Look back, look left,
look right.
Don't be deceived,
Look at where you are.
Are you afraid
of what you might see?
I know I am.
You only see
imperfections.
You list everything
needing to be changed.
Inch by inch,
a worm
marching, reaching,
and working toward
perfection.
So rigid in thought-
you fail to see
the blessings,
the triumphs.
Life's an artist,
a work in progress.
One stroke at a time,
made up of right and wrong
masterpieces.
Change appears
at night
by surprise.
Little by little,
the caterpillar becomes
the butterfly-
but along the way,
always a work in progress.
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