today is a day
to wake up and acknowledge
that human beings make mistakes
and you are human too.
humans of all ages
find themselves
moving backward,
collapsing inward,
circling something with arms outstretched
and failing to get closer.
perhaps all of us
spend our days
moving our mess around,
never able to sit back
and see the task complete.
perhaps some of us
don’t mind so much –
or perhaps all of us
get some days off
from the miserable job
of counting our flaws.
perfection can’t happen,
so maybe that means
you’ll never completely accept
who you are and what you haven’t done,
or what you’ve done and who you’re not.
maybe.
but there’s the dawn again,
tugging on your sleeve,
a little scrap of sunlight filtering through
all the fog of last night,
so why not try?
.
even if it’s not morning anymore,
something can still begin.