“Everyday the sun has a sinking feeling yet it is up every morning”
I have no idea if this is a famous line from somewhere, or a proverb or dialogue; all I know is my college professor had assigned us to write a short essay on this topic and my work was applauded. I was 21 years old then. Now at 40 it still is my number one rule to live by. Today is another day when I tried really hard to accomplish all that I planned to and accept what my limitations are. As I sit comfortably with a cup of chai (tea) in my hands listing all that I forgot to do, I still feel like a success.
Green at first,
Coffee follows.
11 then 8.
Hugs are short so I sneak in many.
Stories repeat voices differ.
Broken again
For failure is a teacher.
Hurled and abandoned
Paying off my karma.
Accepting my limitations
New keys I search.
Tender breeze under the moonlight,
I breathe in the aches.
Starta Om in Swedish
Restart I say.

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