X DAYS AND COUNTING

Tick-tock goes the clock,

Counting seconds to

Minutes to hours to days,

Waiting for the moment

Truth rings once and for all.

Boxed breathing,

Downward dog,

Time still drags.

Patience is a virtue.

So is fortitude.

And charity.

And love.

Trouble is

Every tick reminds me of the tock

Just how far I’ve come

And how far I’ve left to go.