My Future

It is hard to move into the future.

You know not what will happen.

You are content with your life

and assume it will continue until the end.

And then it changes.

The foundation on which your life was built

is torn asunder

and you must move to a new paradigm.

Changing paradigms is so hard!

You have no clue what’s coming.

You can plan certain aspects but love and new friends

are not under your control.

I must rely on my higher power,

for I can only hope for true love.

I must believe good is coming to me

and my dreams will be fulfilled.

It has been a while since he granted my last wish.

The wish that I got but I wished I had not.

It was not the wish I should have wished.

My wish did not ask enough.

I loved my life with my wish as granted.

I had asked for a short term affair.

Twelve plus years it brought me much pleasure.

Then it ended, suddenly, unexpectedly, and cruelly.

Now I must move into the future alone. 

Frightened and full of doubt, I move on

into a new environment, a new paradigm.

Few believe I’m as determined as I am.

Every move is examined and debated.

I am chastised for my decisions every day.

The path is not only unclear; I am buffeted on the way

by forces of doubt, stress and opposition.

Moving on is all that matters; choose a direction and go.

Change your location, your friends, and your hobbies;

anything to make you grow.

Frightened and uncertain, you will know

That you are okay.