for once, I am blissfully lost
a poem about self-discovery
Throughout the course of my entire existence thus far,
I’ve always had very strict “life plans”
For as long as I can remember,
I’ve always thought I had my entire life figured out,
with very little room for error
each time
I made a new plan.
Even though I’m not a subscriber to the notion of a Cosmic, Omniscient Deity,
I do fully understand the sentiment of
“Tell God your plans,
and He will laugh.”
If such a Being of Great Power exists,
I’m sure they have laughed at me multitudes of times.
I’m sure even a perfect being would have lost track
of all my “life plans” after “life plans”;
attempts at accomplishing goals after attempts,
without once considering myself.
For the first time in my life,
I’m actively working to accomplish what will make ME happy
I have no idea what that entails
But
for once
instead of being crushed, devastated by
such a strict, unnecessary framework
to please other people
I am free now.
Lost in a sea of possibilities
Doused in warm golden light
Breathing in the cool ocean winds
I’m not drowning this time
I’m not swimming against the current
I’m only along for the adventure of a lifetime,
leaving it up to chance.
Because, after all,
for once,
I am blissfully lost.
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