Sunday, January 19, 2025

Sandcastles by the Sea


I need a place to play,
I need a place to pray.

I need a place to talk,
I need a place to walk.

I need a place to sow,
I need a place to grow.

I need a place to read,
I need a place to bead.

I need a place to think,
I need a place to drink.

I need a place to dance,
I need a place to prance.

I need a place to breathe,
I need a place to grieve.

I need a place to eat,
I need a place to meet.

I need a place to dream,
I need a place to steam.

I need a place to move.
I need a place to groove.

And then I realize,
That all is exactly as it should be.
Joy, abundance, awe, and love surround me—
A life that fits me perfectly.

And so, dear reader,
I live each day quietly and simply,
And I let the waves of life wash away the sandcastles of longing,
Leaving fresh shores behind for me.

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