Moments begin like they do everyday...
With the horizon breaking open...
The bright light becomes a beacon of sunshine calling...
And when every hour is spent, they come to an end...
We gather them all daily, so quickly, to store away for safe keeping
Only then do we reflect upon each of them before deleting
Some repeat, solidifying their meaning
And others over lap the past for the future to come
While emotions control the sate of mind
The will of hope is guided
We hold onto those things we cannot control so tightly
When we should attempt to release those things we can...
It becomes the question asked...
How do we miss something when it never shows up?
Life is here...
And existence is what is needed
We are the journey taken
Healing is the destination
And those you lose in the process...
Are not meant to be with you now...
Because what has come before this
Gives us the ability to find something new within us
Change starts with a promise made
And those who say words can't hurt...
Are the ones who usually are trying to use them with some sort of intent to harm
So this serves as a reminder...
That we should not have to dilute our being to be deemed worthy
By those claiming to be more pure or righteous than us...
Just because we are told that we must be the most important thing on earth to another...
Instead of being that to ourselves first
Making the vision ahead now clear
Allowing time to do what it does best
Move forward.
© 2023
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