Petal Maze


A Poem


Image byRapeephum Pannim via Shutterstock

Image byRapeephum Pannim via Shutterstock


Rose petals...

Of Different colors 

Strewn within distance

Pulling me to cross through a child’s unabashed gaze

Beckoning me to dance through the maze

I stood there ready

Her gentle eyes direct me

Yet I stand still aware

Just looking at the colorful scale

The petals are calling softly

To tiptoe through what awaits me

Faint-hearted to bruise the petals on the way

But frightened it’ll all slip away

I stood there

Frozen...

Hesitant...

Daunted...

To what awaits at the cusp.


Anna Evans

I am a writer at heart. My love for art and my creativity was stunted at a young age because of an elder’s opinion, as I was catapulted into a profession that I offered my love and passion for, and held it noble for 30+ years of my life.

I am a wife and a mom to 2 brilliant young adults/old souls. Going through midlife and empty-nesting, I have learned the power of true human connection.

I have a doctorate degree in Physical Therapy with 30+ experience in clinical practice, administration, academia, and academic administration. I am a Board-Certified Geriatric Clinical Specialist, a Certified Health Coach, a Certified Life Coach, and a Certified Yoga Teacher.

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