Gone Day Goals
I will take my despair out of this house, walk slowly along the path holding it in my arms, then sit on the green growing ground.
I will uncoil my grief, letting its full weight sink into this bed of earth and time.
I will breathe in and breathe out
noticing the small sprouting beings
who drink in the sun.
I will choose
to partake in the light.
I will join the quiet
constant ceremony of life
changing nothing changing everything.
Photo by Jaromir Chalabala