There Are Times

There are times when the simple appears.
As blessing.
As clarity.

A pond, speckled with lily pads and scurrying frogs.
A reminder, from teachers near and far.
A shared home, nestled in woods.
A chair, invitation to commune with deeper self.
A path, that brings joy to steps ahead and behind.

There are times when the simple appears.
And beauty guides.
And joy is enough.

3 Replies to “There Are Times”

  1. Joy is enough.

    I heard this definition of Joy just the other day from Ross Gay … “ the ways that we practice entanglement, the feeling that we have when we actively practice being entangled with one another.”


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