I lost my desire to write-
My thoughts are fogged up together-
I long to step back before the world became sick
And tap into that sharper mind-
But what better place to begin than here and now?
As the snow blankets the ground and the sun shines bright in the blue clear sky-
Let my journey begin…
Letting go of fear and perfection
And embracing my sloppy, muddled mind
I will journey through this mist and find my way back to the art of penning the page, one of my true loves
I repent of my unfaithfulness and accept the grace of moving forward…
