I’m wishing today to be picnicking in the sun - like the ones I mostly remember from childhood- maybe more like the occasional family reunion
I feel the hope of summer and the touch of a warm breeze- I slowly awake to the possibility of a new beginning- a lost chapter that I had forgotten to add in my book
I somehow know that feelings are fleeting and oh so fragile
We’re reminded not to live in the past nor look too deeply into the unknown- our future
But I don’t think that’s necessarily true or helpful
Who’s to say where our happiness rests or which direction it may take us
Is it in a distance recollection or a lofty hope
Do we only exist in the here and now or do we welcome it all
The past the present and the not promised future
I think one day we will realize that one thing is connected to another- in the most stunning tapestry
And that life was but a dream that we all were dreaming together
