PHOTO PROMPT © Ted Strutz
A statue of wheels stripped from a herculean effort to be mobile rises in front of me in a twisted testament to tenacity and courage. I circle the art piece wondering who surrendered their metal to the eye pool, and think of all the times I let fear paralyze me. Mocked by wheels humming with memories of pushing through, going the distance, I feel ashamed I have a longer list of excuses than successes. Pain is an adversary to which I've always surrendered. Prompted by this silver spin revelation I speak to whatever god is listening and ask for forgiveness.
I hamster wheel
into the new year
free of resolutions.
To be what each day requires
without a list is wisdom attained
from thumbtacked ink linesfaded into failure.