after weathering a few setbacks,
another one does not feel much of anything.
staring at it squarely,
I acknowledged its weight
without flinching or turning away.
deep down through layers of scars,
there is a confidence:
as long as there is another day of the sun
a fistful of air to breath
and the spirit in me,
there is a chance.
chance to make it all worthwhile.
1.2.2023
Ralph with Coffee 