Tomorrow
Where are we exactly? Are we moving forward facing the wind or letting the wind take us wherever it chooses? Who is choosing our direction? Is it safe to flow and let things be or should we be taking the horse by the reigns. Is over thinking this path a negative or a positive? Should time be dedicated to this experience or should another be chosen?
The wonder of it all is the mere thought that we are choosing our direction. Each breath, each moment and each day are a blessing. Seeing you, hearing you and knowing you are gifts from the divine. Come to realise that time isn't mine and it isn't yours. Its way to short. Its a life force controlled by a greater source. A source beyond our interpretation and perception. Something so amazingly pure it takes us a lifetime to explore.
We may not see the morning or the evening after a morn. Our beginning may be our last one and our shared time may end in a few seconds. The frailty of life and its limited time. So much to do and so much to share. A swelling heart with endless care. It surfaces once in a while and then takes a seat back down. What is the point after all? Where positivity meets positivity a destination isn't seen and where it meets negativity -a lessen is gained.
At time it catches up-an impatience settles in. A feeling takes hold and she starts to give in. Hope has been a best friend and it has kept her sane -but once in a while it stumbles and refrains.
Where are we exactly? Its like the setting of the sun when the day ends and the rising of it when a new one has begun. The prospect of what could be wets the appetite -its entices and delights ...she lets go ...the ocean has so much to show. It surrounds and it comforts. It plays and it excites. Another day and another night.
A connection to the divine. My guiding light. She bows her head and lets it be. For whatever tomorrow will bring ..we shall just have to see. Face it head on and take it on the chin. Strength and confidence haven't let go yet. Bring it on -she needs no rest ...as always she will give it her best.
The wonder of it all is the mere thought that we are choosing our direction. Each breath, each moment and each day are a blessing. Seeing you, hearing you and knowing you are gifts from the divine. Come to realise that time isn't mine and it isn't yours. Its way to short. Its a life force controlled by a greater source. A source beyond our interpretation and perception. Something so amazingly pure it takes us a lifetime to explore.
We may not see the morning or the evening after a morn. Our beginning may be our last one and our shared time may end in a few seconds. The frailty of life and its limited time. So much to do and so much to share. A swelling heart with endless care. It surfaces once in a while and then takes a seat back down. What is the point after all? Where positivity meets positivity a destination isn't seen and where it meets negativity -a lessen is gained.
At time it catches up-an impatience settles in. A feeling takes hold and she starts to give in. Hope has been a best friend and it has kept her sane -but once in a while it stumbles and refrains.
Where are we exactly? Its like the setting of the sun when the day ends and the rising of it when a new one has begun. The prospect of what could be wets the appetite -its entices and delights ...she lets go ...the ocean has so much to show. It surrounds and it comforts. It plays and it excites. Another day and another night.
A connection to the divine. My guiding light. She bows her head and lets it be. For whatever tomorrow will bring ..we shall just have to see. Face it head on and take it on the chin. Strength and confidence haven't let go yet. Bring it on -she needs no rest ...as always she will give it her best.
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