Today like every other day
i close my meditations
with high expectations
i will love truly.
i will care for my body.
i will use my time prudently.
i will be happy.
And by the end of the day
i will have both succeeded and failed.
Thus, it is appropriate now
as i close at daybreak
to hear both the rats scurrying up in the attic and
the birds singing outside in the big mesquite tree.
They tell me to quit fighting life, start living it and
know that i will need my meditations tomorrow
to promise and to hope……all over again.
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