The New Life

It doesn't come with stories, wounds or even baggage.
Onlookers might mistake it for adventure, or even fun.

It assembles itself from the circumstances of the here and now
although preferencing some things over others. And why not?

It wants to build carefully, durably and with some flair
but doesn't need to beat its chest and clamor to be heard.

It accepts that there will be flaws, omissions, things overlooked,
believing that all lives, however curated, experience some of these.

It assumes that, in time, with routines established and habits formed,
a calm will prevail and the premonition of catastrophe will wane.

And it will begin to hope this time to finally close the gap
between success imagined and success enjoyed.