Wary is the morning step, it comes and goes without regret.
In the dawn’s early light, my sight grows near,
as I remind myself why I’m here.
It’s moments that pass, sure as stone,
that nothing stays the same, not in this home.
The gift of life comes with a price,
the shifting of time will have to suffice.
Every moment is a continuous moment for those who practice steadfast mindfulness. It is here that we gain a clarity of the true peace of eternity and the ultimately truth that all is and ever will be a vibration of love.
When you throw a pebble into the pond the water ripples until it returns to it’s peaceful resting state. Patiently, the water waits for every last ripple to have its moment.