The day comes to a close,
and darkness settles in.
Stillness sings as the hustle
comes to a stop.
Racing minds and taunting silence
tempt us to wander off,
never to return.
But hope begs us to stay -
it rides the waves in our dreams
and reminds us that tomorrow will come,
the sun will rise, and we will be just fine;
as long as we stay.
“Do not say, ‘It is morning,’ and dismiss it with a name of yesterday. See it for the first time as a newborn child that has no name.”
- Rabindranath Tagore
You are here.
You are alive.
That is enough.
I am remembering:
it is okay to be in a place of struggle.
Struggle only means that I do not like where I am at and am fighting to make it better.
Struggle is not something to be ashamed of, it is something to be proud of.