04/14/2026
I do hope your ducks aren't in a row.
I pray your eggs aren't all in the same basket
and I definitely don't wish your ship to be tightly run.
Life happens in the space between perfect and free you see.
And joy cannot slip through the cracks if there are none,
nor can love grow wildly in a garden that's paved without a w**d in sight.
Growth needs a mix of battering rain and pure unfiltered sunlight.
Messy is holy.
And free is the prize.
Breathe out that stifled sigh and lie,
hand on your beating chest.
you came here to rise and rest,
amidst the eggs in many baskets,
and ducks waddling as they please.
cares all flowing wildly as they must,
into the breeze.
-Donna Ashworth
'Ducks in a Row'