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.

worry

you worry what others think until
it overtakes your life
driving you to say, do and be
things that you are not.
too much you say
one day
which feels like all the rest to
me and other observers.
a ray of golden sunlight
passing through dismal 
gray clouds and
i finally get to see you.

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.