Empty place

Such things take practice.  Moving on to the next thing. I take what I have learned with me.  I have done this before.  Most likely I will do it again.   It is tempting to blame others for my having to move on.  In my best moments I know it is gift.  I have been here before.  I will be here again.

It is time to move on.

I take a step.

I do not know where to go

Except to step

To an empty place,

Survey the landscape,

Figure out whether it is tundra

Or sand,

Whether I need to put on my water wings,

Swim or dive,

Perhaps fly

To what is next.

When I mention moving

It puts the fear of God

In those I love.

I have been here before.

It has always

Put the fear of God

In those I love.

I cannot describe

The empty place

In any satisfying way.

I have been here before.

I will be here again.