Process

With the sidewalks and the streets
that are continually being redone,
repaved, or refinished
my hope finds me again.

If people can walk
all over them, if cars can drag themselves
across them and remain strong I venture
to say I can, too.

Roads are always in process, as are we.

I could be cracked but I am still here
in process.

That, in itself, is a victory.