4-8-22

What a moment, I am so glad I stopped,

I stare at the moon and it stares back.

As the moment passes, traveling clouds arrive-

Diminishing the moonlight.

The moment is not lost, it is a part of me.

I breathe in the moment.

The morning light is slow to come.

We can believe in our journey-

Even when we don’t believe in ourselves.

When I stop choosing joy over sorrow,

I choose acceptance.

Acceptance leads to gratitude,

Gratitude to appreciation, our heart opens,

And our learning begins.