Saturday, December 19, 2015

Me

I want to be
The me 
That I've always wanted 
To be 

The one that's 
Free 

She doesn't wonder 
She doesn't worry 
About 
All the things that 
     Other people get 
Up to 

She serenely passes her days 
In a blissful, foggy haze 
Not worrying, not wondering -
Not wishing things to be 
Other 
Than they are 

To her 
It comes as a complete surprise 
Why other people 
Would want to
Be upset 
Be distressed

Why not be in service of 
This moment 
     It is sacred 
     Made by God 
Meant to be enjoyed 
By us 
Because 

We 
Are 
Here 



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