Searching

I have lived on the lip of insanity,

Words evade me
Last night and this morning.

Searching for something,
I know not what.

Emptiness knocks at my door,
Trying to convince me to open it.

Yet I know I have so much
I won’t let it in.

Gratitude is a place to start.
Gratitude for the rain that fell overnight.
Gratitude for family and friends who share my life.
Gratitude for life and living.

I just am, this morning. Just am.
I am. So hum.
Namaste.

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