Dear Weary, Aching Heart

Dear weary, aching heart of mine,
You wish that you could turn back time,
But time is not your realm to sway;
You came to earth to live today.
And yesterday – though somewhat sweet –
Is but the echo of your feet
Climbing the hill of Then to Now;
And even when you wonder how
You’ll mount new hills to Now from Then:
You’ve won – so simply win again.

So simple – yes! – to walk on. Yet
The hardest deed: to take a step.
For one step on leaves steps behind
And the Unknown is all you find.
You fear to meet the very strange,
Wild world out there, for you know change
Awaits you, which you will resist
Even though you know change is best.
This loss, that gain, are not in vain,
For rainbows always starts with rain.

Dear striving heart, the hill is sure
If you will climb and make it yours.