Allow

It seems quite fitting somehow

as the last decade takes a bow.

Its not about resolution, intention or even a vow

rather to be at peace with what is happening right now.

Replace the loud barking of should bow wow.

With the gentle nudge of allowing -soft like a cats meow.

To be still, quiet, and no longer kowtow

To the lifestyle that promises the fat cash cow.

To singular striving and pushing I disavow.

I opt for the spirit to dance in its own luau.

The soul to experience  its own Curacao.

To welcome the new, accept and endow.

To possibility and new beginnings that up until now

seemed impossible, unattainable in the here and now.

To the old ways and to the new know how

 I open wide my heart and say ciao!

Giving time and opportunity for now to be at the bow.