Whispered Wanderings

Still wondering where I should look
for who I’d like to be.
I couldn’t find it in a book,
nor years of therapy.

I’d thought that when I turned sixty,
some things would be made clear!
But the only thing that I could see,
was that I’m nowhere near.

Can’t let myself succumb to fear
now that I’m sixty-two.
I choose instead to persevere,
until my Self breaks through.

klm
8/9/24