A normal moment

A normal moment strikes. The lifetime it speaks is so slowly. The hope of not wasting away presses down and the means of floating on by waver away.

Calmly I open my eyes once more. So out of tune I am with the soul. The balancing act has faltered and the tears are crawling down to drop to my feet. So sure that today would help me stand taller yet the only thing that finds me is sadness. Today is the first day for someone. The start of the relaxation of a weekend. The pulling of a dream upon the shadows.

So hopeful of the plans I now can make. No means to stand motionless as the hating words gnash slices upon me. I can now strive to be joyful in all the possibilities. Then wandering through all the opportunities. I have the choice to remain deep in pain or I have that choice to look at the brightness within my day.

Simple the day is. The smallest tendrils wave in the wind. I am that. Carefree and wild. Just like the latter parts of yesterday my eyes rest upon the trickling plays of sunshine and clouds.

So much of  me is a part of a beginning. Mine. Yours?

No I put no part of me upon your weights. I place only my friendship in a open space. If it is wanted it will be found. A voice will be heard. Alas I dream. I am passionate about the depth.

Yet some just call me trouble. Some just call me confused and crazy. Yet was I really?

So much happiness now flows within me. I got forced out. Yet it was the answers to the completed part of me. I no longer had to play a part. An act that wasn't me.

I am grateful for freedom. How about you?

So much can happen in one day. Just one day. Yes. And whether you look to see it as drowning or the ladder you needed to press forward. So unfold the past a little bit. Find that person you wanted to be, really. Lean into that lesson.

Search. Listen. Just know my hand is here if you need it. Yet I know even I kid myself when I say that to you. I would be one of the LAST people you would turn to. I know that.

But I hope.