Prediction

The days are like steps

leading upward

mostly

strengthening

invigorating

discovering.

I could also

burrow

and find just

as much adventure

probably

but they seem to

lead up.

I’m giving up

trying to predict

or in any sense

control any outcome

I may wish.

Sure, I want some

things, but not

rigidly.

So, I know I’ll

only find what’s

there when I get

there.

Fall colored aspen leaf and rose hip. Montana

Fall colored aspen leaf and rose hip. Montana

Photography © Dennis Frates Photography  http://www.fratesphoto.com/

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