Happy Medium

In the middle,
I rest.

Not ahead of myself,
not behind what already happened,
just here.

If you need a reset,
breathe in
like it matters,
like it belongs to you.

Because it does.

This moment is yours.
No one else can hold it
the way you can.

You are enough for it.
This moment is enough for you.

You do not need to be perfect
to step outside,
to feel spring grass press soft
between your toes,
to laugh at the sour, familiar
smell of your dog’s breath.

Nothing about this asks you
to be better,
only to be here.

Right here
in the happy medium,

where nothing is missing
and nothing needs fixing,
where you are not becoming
and not falling behind,

just breathing,
just standing,
just alive
in a moment that holds you
exactly as you are.