If you can’t go far, go deep, or around and around discovering your reduced kingdom, smaller than expected where the dreams you had shimmer and disappear, as you reach for your reading glasses needed for close-up work.

Maybe, as you search
Absorbed in one small moment
You’ll find your calling

Warning: you might get lost for a time, or stuck as Joseph was and surely people will misunderstand, judge you; there are certainties in life.  But press on, even at a snail’s pace you’ll see things you can’t even now imagine.

© 2016 – Laurel Archer

Photo Credit – Laurel Archer
Poetry form: Haibun