8-28-22

So many places to run to, so many thoughts to follow,

I still create expectation and disappointment, it is hard to stop.

Allowing the birds in their flight to take me skyward,

I discover a silver, blue, and white morning.

Let me not run away from stillness, when it shares its blessing.

The things I am meant to know, I will learn at the proper time.

The things I am meant to do, I will do as the need presents itself.

I will share my gifts and my shortcomings, I never know which is

which anyway.

I will not indulge my preferences, or avoid my concerns.

Coming to believe that life will always find balance, as will I

In the natural order of existence.