Sometimes I just try too hard to be poetic

Trying to turn every little detail of the day into something profound

All the while life stands there beckoning in all its grand simplicity

A conversation

A smile

A beautiful face

The clouds

The mountains

The rain

All these things in short refrains

That don’t require any histrionics at all

They don’t require any deep thought or shame

Just simply a moment of pure joy

A seed

Which grows into a giant redwood

Something of eternal depth and height and weight

All from the living of life in the day

Within the day I’ve been given




2 Comments Add yours

  1. Love the opening line, right between the eyes, 🙂 immediately true, and then a great build and follow through. ❤

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