things that bothered me yesterday I can’t even remember today so while the anxiety and troubles have passed I’ll just soak up this feeling while it lasts
In the palm of my hand Perfection The stone I stole From your beach Forgiving me For taking it away From the sand That cradled it, the sun That warmed it The waves that washed Over it For thousands of years, The sublime smoothness Of its soul, Not striving to be A moon or stars It just IS Already part of The grand order Complete in the universe In the oneness I yearn for.