Choices, Chances and Changes

By: Ana Mariela

 

In the haze and fog of a weary mind, 

Where thoughts are blocked and tangled, hard to find, 

A beacon shines like a light bulb through the dreary night, 

Golden arches and glided bows, become a welcome sight.

 

With every step and every pause, the day feels long,

Yet comfort comes with a welcome treat, finding solace where I belong. 

In the cozy place and the warmth of a familiar taste, 

The world slows down as time ceases, there’s no more haste.

 

A bite of joy and the savoury smell, in wrapping cradled, 

Melts away the stress and every muscle soften – so fleeting, fabled. 

A simple meal and a brief chance – a hearty cheer, 

In moments small, even in little instants – where I can conquer worry and fear.

 

Isaac Winter, 2025