There is no such thing as a coincidence And nothing is new under the sun Events that occur are not random Cycles - a puzzle of connections
From the way I wake up To the dreams I had and cannot recall The conversation between my body and soul Do I feel great or small about myself today?
The dull way my bowel empties Informs me to get high on water and fiber Squeezing out the last ounce of toothpaste from the tube My visit to the supermarket is scheduled for asap
My next-door neighbor, an intermittent loner She leaves the apartment usually around 6 pm That is when I go for dance rehearsals Not seen her in days should mean I wait by her door when she returns
The coffee shop is filled and pouring Far too many people depend on coffee The little girl that smiled and waved across the street Is a reminder to stay a child at heart
Memories of friends who were once close Now strangers without repose I now am trying to be a better person To value precious moments before they fade
The sun shows up and the moon walks Seasons always take turns It is the same water in a cup as in an ocean The little things add up to big things
Human obsessed with prim and proper home décor Still, his mind is in shambles What is it with the preachers of love? When all they show is hostility towards subjects
I have been sad for days Eager to share my fears, my wants Social media love will never be enough Friends everywhere, none to call
I open my eyes to savor the beauty of a variety I open my arms to touch the almost invisible I open my heart to absorb lessons Everything is talking. I'll listen.
