4-23-24

A return to stillness, it is good to be home.

To view a changing sky from a familiar spot.

To be held again by familiar ground,

To return from being lost, again and again

Lost often enough to learn,

Being lost just means finding your own way.

And after a brief respite, the journey beckons.

Stumbling, loosing my way again;

Knowing full well, peace will not be found in discovery,

But in acceptance.

Keep seeking, keep discovering, keep living the paradox-

It makes the world a better place.