On Threshold

You start walking
before everything is clear.
Not because you are sure.
But because you know
it cannot stay this way.

The old place no longer holds.
The new one is not here yet.
In between, movement begins.

You carry things with you that are already over.
And leave other things behind
without fully knowing why.

Not every step feels right.
But standing still is no longer possible.

The path is not a plan.
It is the time in which it becomes clear
what truly remains.
And what does not.

You cannot shorten it.
You cannot skip it.
But you can walk it.

And at some point, you realize:
The transition was not the problem.
Trying to avoid it was.