2-28-21

Perfect love and perfect death now come to my perfect life.

How wonderful to be here, to loose the moments, they slowly pass.

The whites are graying and the grays darken.

I love being here, I love this experience.

To be dying without resistance.

Soon enough the fight for life will return-

So I am grateful for this moment, it is what I needed to learn.

3-11-21

How quickly I seem to get lost inside myself.

I feel so confused, so unable to touch the moment.

I don’t see the beauty, I only see the sameness.

I don’t see the truth, I only see the emptiness.

How quickly inspiration dissolves into the ordinary.

It is the ordinary days, that I learn patience and acceptance.

It is the ordinary days, that I learn to smile, and to wave.

It is the ordinary days that I learn to share more with others.

My soul is my own, but my life should be shared.