Striving daily for progress,
Learning a paradox too --
That it's not always forward movement;
Sometimes, the reverse will do.
That progress may take the form
Of slowing down the pace.
It's the admittance of a wrong turn,
Of having steps to retrace.
It's in pausing to find my bearing,
At the risk of seeming slack.
It's in opting against some shortcut,
For a rather less-travelled track.
It's not always how far and away,
I am at a given instance.
It's a lot more about the direction
Than it is the covered distance.
Each day is a chance for progress.
Lord, I want the forward kind.
Help me, too, to know where to let go,
And what to leave behind.
Poem About Seeing Progress In Slowing Down
I've only just found this poem of yours - I like it very much. I must look out for more of your work. Very best wishes, Ann.
In Progress
Published by Family Friend Poems May 29, 2023 with permission of the Author.
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