There is no hurry to
bring in the fury
of what life will
end or begin
for you.
The beginning will always
feel so new, while
the pain of ending
anything needs
the rejoicing of
what life will bring to
the new chapter –
the new that let go
of the old, the
repetitive, stale, ongoing
show of life lived
in a skirt of a tight
unmoving sight
that in the end
saved your plight.