Diligence, intelligence, brilliance
Scouring each strand of time
Burying myself alive
About the poem:
This morning I stopped on my way back from Denver near Niwot. A bull sat and a dozen horses strolled lazily, while this ladybug in this thistle was on a mission. Eating aphids? But together, the ladybug and thistle were this amazing in-sync proof of beauty.
I used to assess the day and comment on the good and bad, but didn’t take responsibility for making it so. It takes effort to accept reality fully, to feel one with all and find beauty in each moment. But it’s so worth the diligence.