It’s the day before

unreasonable, but real

intellect can’t overcome

nervous and worried, still

procedure is routine

everyone saying “it will be fine

and worth it in the end”

yet the small voice remains

speaking from the shadows

asking “what if?”

in the quiet moments

it speaks, soft but insistent

sewing doubts, calling forth fear

questioning the decision

the anxiety builds, quiet only

when the mind, the body are occupied

loud enough to drown out the fear,

the anxiety, the nerves

with will it may be overcome

at least while the body and mind

are distracted and the focus

is one step at a time,

one foot following the other

point of no return

anxiety releasing its hold.

a sudden sense of resignation

followed by relief – decision made

consequences, good or bad, accepted

Life moves on

a lessening of concerns

at least for the moment

until the next crisis point approaches

and anxiety grows once again