I broke a mirror today
A long pause
I just stood still
Considering
Oh. No. Surely not
Seven years
Bad Luck?
I’m Seventy-two
That won’t do
I won’t be fine
Until I am Seventy-nine?
And then
A thought
Perhaps a sign?
Events conspiring
Have changed my path
Relentlessly
These past days and weeks.
Yes, a sign
Things Have Ended
Yes, a sign
The Door Has Closed
Yes, a sign
A new and exciting future
A new and exciting path
Yes.
I Choose
As Judith says
I CHOOSE
ah
freedom