Beginnings

Not calling for happy endings. Not calling for anything specifically at all. I spend mine in silence-- a friend of mine. You spend yours as only you can. Sitting back and reflecting over all that is to be seen seems fitting for me. I’m not missing out. I’m living. As only I can. Without apology. Without regret. Without fear. All that stares back at me is beauty. Save for grey days, but what is a proper garden without an occasional shower? Water me. As I continue to grow, I can breathe- I inhale the fragrance of my produce. I can feel- I feel all that is around me. Supporting me. Feeding me. Nurturing me. I can SEE- I see the fruits of my stillness. I see the future of my expansion. I see ME. Maybe it’s the first time in forever or just the first time in a long time, but I can appreciate these senses. I fill myself up in them so that I know, without a doubt, that this who I am and that I Love every piece.