As I age,
My vision fades.
Yet I’m sure
I’m seeing more.
My experience fills in
views I’m seeing again.
And colors even more
scenes I’ve not seen before.
It’s frustrating to me,
this hazed fogginess I see;
but my sight was always poor,
so I accept the gaps and endure.
For even blurred pictures I now have at hand
Time lets me more clearly see and understand.
I wake up thinking
of past chances, mistakes, joys,
glad for few regrets.
I must clean, be clean,/
and have faith. Why are two so/
easy, and one not?
Today, I posted a prose piece about wildflowers, grounding/earthing, negative ions,
and their impact on our bodies, minds, souls. Yes, these can all improve our health. But what if Nature adds on to the impact of everything God gives us? What if there is a multiplier effect?
I think it’s an interesting hypothesis. Anyone want to prove it?
Small moments from our
past may return. Mem’ries give
peace, comfort and joy.
In a month, after
decades, we’ll again meet. I
hope we’re curious.
When taking care of
others means you don’t take care /
of yourself, please change.
Electricity
surrounds me daily. I’ll find
negativity.
She’s learning. That’s good
for her. I’m left out and so
lonely. Bad for us.