You mistakenly imagine
that big bold swaths
of movement
make a life

Believing that
you look back and
failing to see adventure
you lose heart

Please remember
the little steps
you took each day
murmuring softly

There was a day
you skipped with joy
your heart was light
you giggled

There was a day
your steps faltered
and almost stopped
but you kept on

these small
daily gestures
become the dance
of your life

How will you move today?