Renovation whether home health
Or spiritual is often
A messy business deciding
What when and how
To gut the old
And install the new
Takes not just time
But vision and trust
That once had been
No longer represents you
Be it fixture appliance
Or yes even you
Spring is coming to
Me in two weeks
The blossoms of friendship
And of the holidays
Will open and smile
And give off the
Fragrance of love and
Hope to everyone lucky
Enough to witness this
They will see and
We will know that
I’m not running away
I am going to
For the first time
I have chosen this
There’s freedom in that
I’m not going to
Someone else for them
I am running towards
Me this time slower
And it’s finally happening
I knew it would
Once that I decided
The Universe then provided
We all have that
Power if we trust
It’s not the path
That is ultimately important
It’s that you take
The first tentative step
The unknown is scary
For if it weren’t
Then it’d be known
When I listen to
Satie and to Chopin
I hear snow fall
And I am reminded
How much I miss
Watching it slowly dance
And gather and pile
It reminds me of
Life and of love
Coming in quietly at
First delicate and pure
And the next day
Everything is so bright
That even dogs squint
But as days pass
What was once white
Dirties and tossed aside
No longer a miracle
That’s why I’m going
To the mountains it’s
Closer to Heaven there
HARLAN DIDRICKSON 