It's so easy
To get
Or be
Petty…
Oh we don't
Think it's petty
To be upset about
Work dynamics
Or family
Or the organization
We are a
Part of,
Because
It's rockin'
Our little world…
But that little world
Is OURS $%^& it.
There is no
Such thing
As permanent.
No childhood
No child
We all grow
And change
And so does
The world
Even if it
Slowly takes
Millions of
Years for a caldera
To move from
Here to there
It is still
Moving.
No place
Is safe
Or permanent
But this
Moment
Right now
Here with
You and me.
The old house
&
The old life
Lives nowhere
But
In my imagination
There is nothing
Real about it
But
The stories we
Tell…
But even those
We tell
Are
NOW
Right here
Over and over
As we walk
Across this
Life and
The ground
We walk on.
Without this
Moment with you
Right here
Right now
I can tell my
Story
I can listen to
Your story
Or I can
Kiss the ground
I am walking on.
Which would
Make the world
A better place?
The telling and
Retelling of my
Story about life
Or
Gratitude
And learning
In each moment
To kiss the ground
I am walking on…
Or
To be buried
Under it?
Right now
I know
Which one
I would choose,
Because perspective
Transforms
My story
Into
Gratitude.
