There is more to living Than just a breath Or a heartbeat being
Just as there is more to swimming Than the ocean Freshwater streams And the pools filled with meaning
Simply put
There is always more To be Than being
I love it when my mind turns off. When my thoughts are no longer thinking and I can finally find myself, simply being, in the words. You know? That peaceful rest where your eyes are full and your mind is quiet with thought?
It's like the settling of the sea after a cup of wavy caffeine. Awake, alert, alive, but free. One with the simple truth of being. I am, though I will not be forever. And THAT is OK with me.