Time for splinters

It was small and sore

We tried to get it out

But the splinter was stuck

Too deep to reach

We tried different things

Pushing it, prodding it,

Clearing the path

Yet it stayed stuck

I could see it

I could feel it

But couldn’t reach it

So it stayed stuck

I tried soaking it

I tried leaving it

Will it ever come out?

I started to wonder

So I left it alone

Noticing the pain

Resisting the urge

To prod it some more

Then I notice later

It has finally shifted

Moved on its own

It was ready to go.

Suddenly it was easy

There was no resistance

In a moment it was gone

And relief filled my thumb

I notice the similarities

Between splinters and life

That sometimes pain shifts

Only when it is ready