Free-floating in the here and now
unencumbered with illusions
starting to trim the sails a bit
tying loose ends more securely
less inclined to climb Mt. Everests
seeking more compatible horizons
urge to simplify intensifying
shedding my accumulated dross
blissful in new grandmother role
grown-up pretensions not allowed
quite content with tandem existence
angles rounded after thirty-six years
life’s next adventure haunting our edges
most likely scripted without the other
anxious though for more carousel rides
while still singing in this silent cosmos.
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