2024 | Awakening | Musings | Resurgence
All Good Things
All good things are free –
the crisp morning air,
the laughter that lingers
long after the joke is forgotten.
The sun doesn’t ask for coin
when it paints the horizon,
nor do the waves demand tribute
as they lap at weary feet.
Live it.
Taste the sour with the sweet,
feel the ache in the climb
and the triumph at the peak.
Experience the good and the bad –
the sharp edges that teach,
the soft moments that heal.
For even pain carries wisdom,
and even darkness holds stars.
Be well,
not in perfection,
but in the grace of being whole,
broken shards and all.
Be grateful.
For the breath that fills your lungs,
for the silence that cradles your thoughts,
for the gift of this moment –
unpaid, unpromised,
but yours entirely.
