I thought that I could brace for this.
I thought the weight would lighten
When the clouds began to break.
I thought I’d make an optimist
From all the scattered remnants
Of regret I’ve left behind
In hopes of coping with mistakes.
I thought I’d see the sky again.
I thought I’d watch with clarity
For openings to breathe.
I thought perhaps my lapses and
Misgivings would be laughable,
And in the lack of rain that might
Be tempting to believe.
But now the sky is blue and soft.
Now the clouds are evanescent
Memories and passing flaws.
Now the sunlight glances lucidly
Beyond me and the mile markers blend
Just where my line of sight withdraws.