northward train traversing snow peaks
stalls,
escaping broken-tracked disaster
somewhere between Kingussie and Aviemore
finding yourself on a replacement bus afloat
on a sea of people-pleasing then
finding Inverness holds anchored safety awhile
unconditional of snow conditions
or getting stuck on steeply hills
she says you are worthy of loving kindness
especially your own. I believe it as
I write a love note to self
in a view with a room
somewhere in the middle of nowhere
within a kind face