Today will be more than the offspring of yesterday,
it will be greater than
the sum of its moments combined
because there is wind here,
it carries with it the same air,
leaving me to feel comforted
as if you were here...
And we will be unhurried and soft in our knowing,
treating each moment like a returned child of possibilities and hope,
we will turn to face each caress of perfection
carried in hearts and
understand that this is what alive means,
what joy looks like and
how love is never far away
if you keep it near..
So let's write another story and
leave it in the sand,
to be carried by God's breath,
to expand over the vistas
and fall into the cracks of earth to
grow and become great and alive
like it was
before the clouds took attention and
the rain commanded respect..