There are days when it can be felt
a morning solace, peace of mind
a sort of reason to be able to thrive.
We count on those hours with hope,
not like planning the night before –
oh tomorrow will be that day.
We just feel it in our pores
we know the rains will come steady
as will a basking sunlight of freedom.
We just don’t know when we might
be asked, handle both in the same hour.
~ finding my way, a personal journey ~