Time, linearity
paradigm that followed like a shadow
measuring
the achievements we’ve made
the rationality of our choices
it is never too late,
for the present moment,
where the breath is taken and given
to just become
like the lotus that just blossoms
like the river that sings
in the stillness of space
devoid of time.
Embrace the passion within.
Sing like the birds
dance like the trees
play like the grains of sand on the shore
love unconditionally
touch and feel hearts
with authenticity and gratitude
like the wildflowers that feed
like the waves that carry
in the quietness of grace,
just becoming.
This post is beautiful. Love the bolder art and the wonderfully crafted words that convey so much 🌳
Thank you for your kind commentary Ken. Always appreciate the support.