Poetry Project 2018: Day 23

Unexpected,
that expectations are met.
Too good to be true.
But are we going in reverse?
Lured by beaches and sun,
returning to loneliness
and isolation.
Fear in my heart,
hope next to it:

trepidation

That's a good word.
As we stand on the 

precipice 

of a new life,
my heart is gripped 
with trepidation.
Is that what 

reincarnation 

feels like?
I guess it's only natural
after so many spins 
around the wheel -
knowing no life is perfect.
But some are easier than others,
and all have 

beauty

 

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