Apr 19, 2017
“I was always rush rush rush trying to run in the right direction trying to know what and where and who I should be.
Lately, I am quiet.
Lately, I love how the sun rests effortlessly on my face, or the way my body recognizes a good song.
Lately, I let the wind kiss my cheeks and I soak in the sound of someone else’s laughter.
Lately, I watch the dawn break through cloudy skies and run blades of grasss between my fingertips, no place to be.”
__________ Excerpts from ‘To Just Be,’ in my poetry collection, Somewhere On A Highway.