Unfinished Business

by ilene bergelson

Photo by Guillaume Auceps via Unsplash

Sometimes I am caught up

In all there is to do

In all the bustling, rustling noise of the season

Of the year, coming in for a landing

I’m not ready!

I say to myself

My brow furrowed and my heartbeat

Telling me that it can’t be time

That I need more time

That the time to rest

To be with you, can’t have come yet

Because I haven’t done enough

I’m not ready!

In those moments

When I’m caught up

In all there is --

In all I think there is to do

I forget you; I postpone you

I see that now

I see you now

I say this now

To remind myself of this truth

Whether for a season or more,

Life’s endings don’t wait for us to finish

What we’ve set ourselves in store

In the end, I realize that

I’m not ready

Doesn’t really matter

Sometimes we must accept

The unfinished business of our lives

In order to truly embrace living

Whether ready or not

It is time for the noise

Insisting I complete my rounds

To take its rightful place in the back seat

And wait its turn

So, I can return

To what means the most to me

You.