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recovering the spirit of change
after the house fire, after quitting my job,
after rafting in the grand canyon under blue skies,
after deciding, after 45 years,
that change is not to be resisted but embraced;
after the break-up and after
seeing myself in pictures but knowing
this is not me
grown large and unsmiling,
distant and unscalable;

embracing the new and flinging myself
over the edge with only hope lassoing me
to the future; losing my ego
and forgetting who I was
which isn't that hard to do
after all.