The fog has rolled in covering all with its quiet blanket and I breathe in the calm silently
Sitting here reflecting on time that has passed and all that has been gained while exhaling an abundance of gratitude
Much has been lost and mourned in this time but I remain thankful for the experiences and love given and received
Change is constant and in an odd way a comforting awareness to me as I navigate my journey
Mortality and spirituality are
parallels yet vastly differ and the irony of that sets my soul a blaze in a way I can’t explain
The rising sun burns off the fog and invites in a promise of rejuvenation and I am full of anticipation for what is new and next
-LORA BUNCH