Lasting graces

let us sweat when we can;
build the work that may go unseen
help that may not be reciprocated
though there are many sweets and beauts
I know who I am; and what I am called to:
the reason to raise the body from the ground
the joy in the hustle with fellow companions
and appreciation of small things
such as the whistle of a bird
amongst breezy autumn forest
glorious descent of graceful sun through horizon
I am humbly thankful for these graces.

9.19.2022

Daydream

free falling, I thought about you
and your petite sweet offer
one too good to be true, one that lingered
in the back burner of my mind with you
speeding towards the earth
I wondered what all would’ve been worth

after all, we live with consequences
of choices we choose regardless
of the regrets, the guilt, the burden
so, we move on with a hope in the horizon

2.24.2022