The reminder comes
But the event
Stays stubbornly cancelled.
The calendar littered
With white bleached
Bones of a life.
A minor errand to run,
A coming of age moment,
All inactive, lingering.
My groundhog day
Rises again
Each morning
As the services,
Tests and decision points
Click by unmarked.
We celebrate
With determined frenzy
Shadow dates in our homes.
How can I move forward
While pacing
Inside four walls?
How can I change
When every day
Is the same?
But I'm looking
To live life
In Your presence.
Seeking to serve You
Here and now,
From where I am.
A time of stopping
But not ceasing,
Still growing
Meeting with You,
Not just a pile
Of cancelled reminders.