Calm.

It's hard to find poetry
in the best of times.

The majority of the day is given
to getting it done and
producing results.

I have all but forgotten before
and I have since
moved on.

I took a long walk through nature today
and I sat on a rock and noticed the sun glint off of the ripples of
a lake. (How Frostian.)
It was good to be outside and warm.
It was good to be sober.

I don't know where I'll go from here
or what tomorrow will look like.

But for right now things are alright.
Nothing to report
just another day in the life.

Goals are being formed
and futures becoming evident.

I hope that when tomorrow comes
I am proud of who I am
and the sins of the past
will all be left
behind.