Emerging from the Fog Slowly

I drag my addled brain to catch up to my body
Years of bad sleep and syrupy food sticking my thoughts together
I’m living life on autopilot trudging to the beat of tedious chores
Too exhausted to entertain trying anything new or anything fun
Encephalopathy from a stagnant pattern lacking new growth
Acquiescence that such is the life of a mature responsible adult
Until a remnant wisp of thinking whispered from the grey haze
That surely life was meant for so much, much more than this
And so I pick my weariness up like rolling a boulder uphill
I accept to take the challenge in steps of a newly toddling child
Always smiling up towards my fresh destination in the world
Never believing a fall to be a failure just a brief pause to adjust
Each day adding a little more clarity to the persisting cranial fog
While the gentle whisper grows into a rowdy cheering squad
Little consistent accomplishments waking up my life
A reminder the sweetness is in the true living of the existence
Intended for my own happiness, joy and memorable experiences
To step through with vigour and vitality of complete enjoyment

Debbie Gravett © 2021.04.20

RDP: Encephalopathy
FOWC: Such
Image by Gerd Altmann from Pixabay

2 thoughts on “Emerging from the Fog Slowly

  1. I really like this, especially the realization that the “newly toddling child” does not see a fall as a failure, and the little kid certainly never gives up that easily. It makes me wonder if that’s part of what Jesus meant when he promised the kingdom of Heaven to those who were like children.

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