Here’s to the opportunity of seeing another day.
When you open your eyes first thing after a moment of slumber, some sort of gratification or thanks should be felt. The fact that you could fall asleep and never wake back up is a possibility.
A possibility many dare not to think upon.
Another day, I’ve seen many.
Perhaps more than I would have liked to see. Life plays in it’s infinite ways. The beauty of vision, sound and touch, pays in endless form.
To breathe another breath, is another step into this life: a fragile living storm.
Another day has come and it seems no different.
Menial tasks bludgeon me and feelings take over, leaving me with a body tired and a weakened mind. I wake each day and witness the core beauty of life, and say, “This is something worth leaving behind.”.
Be happy to see another day. It may be your last.