I ask what does life hold for me?

I wait for what may be coming,  I stand still and listen to what may be unfolding.

An owl flew across my path today,  I don’t understand what it’s trying to say.

I’m ready for a new journey,  to learn,  lessons that have not been told,  or of my undoing.

This world of mine is Real,  it is  a world of my doing.

There is  always something out there to see, and learn,  something to be revealed.

What maybe unfolding right before my eyes,  as I realize,  that this life is not what it seems.

There is so much more of a surprise,  the longer you live…

C. Burgess (c)