time

learning to live
present in each moment
accepting the words as true
though the bite stings in old wounds
feel the rawness
the tender edges
they will heal

spin

i watch as my mind cycles 
through its habitual twists and
turns. i see how one event
is good then bad then good. 
the truth is neither good nor bad
but the mind can make it seem so.
better to just watch as my mind cycles
free from that neverending spin.

senses

stop to breath.
feel the breeze
tickle the hairs on your hand.
smell the home cooking
so good you can 
practically taste it.
hear children laughing as
they make up new
rules to old games.
see the love the world 
offers.