Good Morning, Favorite
I adore the quiet, the peace. the anticipation of new chances and fresh beginnings.
It’s pure.
It’s hope.
It. Is. Priceless.
ahhhhh
& truth be told, I stare out the window quite a lot, in these predawn hours,
thinking about everything
and nothing.
I hmmm.
I question.
I discover.
I lose myself in the confidence of still.
I must wait in the stillness for the sounding. I know if I force it, it will not come at all.
’cause yep.
That’s exactly how this feels.
& here, where there’s nothing but silence, where I am alone with my thoughts, where spirituality sings and dances and thrives …
yes, once one latches onto this promise, this cherished assurance,
the minutes,
the hours,
the months and years become …
everything.
&
shhhh.
shhhhhhhhh
Good Morning, Favorite.
🙂