Poem: I followed

I followed

and it was long
or felt long, felt longer,
not as it was expected to be,
and it went one way
that was not what I had thought
would be the way
and that was fine,
but there was more,
and things were well
but not all of it
remained as I expected
and things changed,
and I went with it,
allowed it, did not fight
or try too hard
to hold or control
or be too demanding.
Maybe that will come
and it will come together.
I cannot say, not tonight
or tomorrow, and I know
that is fine, that I don't know
and maybe I should not.

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