Ambivalence is an internal island
Ships pass
Each contemplated
Their commitment to a horizon
Whispers of unsettling consideration
Once solid ground, now tectonic plates
Shifting.
The firm stance slides
We are split, exposed
Does no one see this?
Please don’t look. I am strong. I am strong.
This isn’t happening
yet it is all of me.
Discovering the destination
was a pit stop
Internal compass spinning
The sky, once a mirror is dark
Dare I look at the stars?

“Intuitive, kind and beyond wise.”
~Emma Alvarez-Gibson