The Gift

What a gift you are
The crumbs you leave along the way
Allowing me to find myself
I see more each day

Holding a pace
For further exploration
Allowing me the space
For my own instigation

How joyous I am
To be awake enough to see this
Appreciating the stillness
The gratitude, the willingness

What a journey to be on
When the passage is wide open
Like dogs having fun
Or hearts on an ocean


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