From the luxurious perspective of “afar”
I might appear weak, or fickle
Like a bumbling robot, that recoils
from every little obstacle or bump
But I am recalibrating
I am choosing, again and again
to desist
from crashing against the solid walls
of expectations, incompatible with reality
or with my wellbeing
I will not limit my perspective
by continuing in one direction,
only because there was a time
when I believed that I would,
or that I should
And so I try to navigate each path
with optimism, curiosity and an open mind,
Seeking glimpses along the way
of insight, wonder
and peace for my soul
And I tread its unique terrain
until I can go no further,
or until I realise
I no longer want to
I am not giving up
I am recalibrating
Because I finally recognise my wisdom
Born of my own experience
And value myself enough
to pursue the paths where I might
move more freely
or feel more like singing,
where my actions can align with the call of my soul
I choose recalibration
So that I might keep exploring this world and its humanity
and the countless unknown spaces
where I might yet belong.