Lying on the floor
Wishing I was more.
A new version of me
That I cannot even see.
But I guess that’s how
Things tend to happen now.
Discontenment
Self-resentment
Reaching out and hoping for
A shade, a ghost and nothing more.
Time to realize
The doubts are bloody lies
Who I am is more than fine
My life has value ’cause it’s mine.
Learn to love your life.
In all it’s struggle and mess,
There is much beauty.
Everything returns
To that which in us yearns
For us to come alive,
To flow and love and thrive.
We all go back one day
And return some other way.
So fear not death’s embrace,
Present a smiling face,
Let’s live our days
With gentle ways
Clinging to the Way of grace.
“What will today hold?”
Whether we wait with dread or hope
Determines the day.
Enlightenment comes
When one sees the world, their life,
And needs nothing more.
Dance when you can dance.
Sing, laugh, play, make love, enjoy.
Life is hard enough.
Simply “being” is the way.
Make your home within the gray.
Remember that we are but clay.
Live like this is your last day.
