May 27 • Gathered Gold
Gathered Gold - I worried yesterday, about each minute’s tick
When I was thinking about selecting a poem or verse for the theme - Finding Plenty in the present, I naturally went to abundance but then I started to think about this poem and what that meant too.
Plenty of worry, plenty of anxiety, plenty of self doubt.
Yes there is often plenty of room in life for all of these things too.
Today I'm reminding myself to make room, plenty of room, to move those out of the way and replace them with something else. A Pause, an exhale, an appreciation and love for myself, (why not)
Even if it is just making some room to breath - there is plenty room.
Worry
yesterday I worried
about a day that never came
long, the winding worry wove
a path I’d never walk
yesterday I worried
the ghosts of words returned
filled my face and curled my tongue
yet no words were said
I worried yesterday
about each minute’s tick
it came to pass, the hands held time
the hours were enough
Tomorrow I will worry
about the lines that show
that shape the past and future me
stories in my skin
Today I will not worry
the now - a long exhale
calm lungs pause the present,
a breath in worry’s place.
Odyssey - Sovereign - Silver Ramsay
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Gathered Gold - I worried yesterday, about each minute’s tick
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