Enough

Tearing my eyes away

from the pages of my book

I look up.

I've tried reading between the lines

a hundred times or so.

The day outside,

even though  grey,

is quiet.

Like my unspoken thoughts.

Last night

under the swaying stars

those thoughts,

the light ones, the deep ones

came undone

like a

beautiful meadow of wildflowers.

I choose to live,

once more.

I begin again.

This world,
it is enough.


Drinking
first coffee of the day

Reading
What you see is what you get
by Lord Alan Sugar

Eating
a baby orange

Camera for today
Diana

Song of the day
Like a woman
chosen for me by Red Thread
late last night