surrender to the winding road

May we envision our lives
as traveling along a winding road,
a road that stretches straight for a while,
then spirals back around and sideways,
revisiting places already passed through
with new eyes.

We come back, time and again
to cities we believed had been conquered
and left desolate
to see them flourishing with new life.
They look different now,
as do we feel.

With each footstep connecting us to the Earth,
may we trust the path unraveling before us.
Though we may not agree, or understand,
we can surrender.

Call upon our experience to guide us
through the new, and familiar,
we encounter.

the familiar returns

Resuming a sense of normalcy
from before, before the world changed.
But, isn’t the world always changing
and we just hardly notice?

The familiar offers comfort and routine
back into the voids structure has vacated.
Remember when this was all we knew
and expected?

My perspective has changed
and maybe, so have I in this process.
I feel little familiarity, scarce comfort;
unease and inquisition sit with me instead,
surrounded by those basking in normalcy’s return.
Must it all return to how it was before?