the bitter sweetness

in solitude
it is my reflection
that gets the
glance

and what do i see
when i see me
staring back
at me?

it looks like loss
as i search my face
and i'm startled, when i see,
completeness.

how did i go from there to here?
for there was so much,
stumbling.

too much
falling

and now, i’m standing! and, running!

i cannot believe it.
for so long i faltered and fumbled
believing that never would i make it
to here, to balance, to this beautiful place
full of equilibrium.

life is so chaotic.
when we try to hold on
we find we are drug down.
and, when we let go,
so easily,
we rise,
up.