This writing bubbled up this morning. What a gift to be reminded of our youth when we lived arms opened wide, and wild abandon was our way of Being!!!
I remember,and it is me
Now, then, and always.
When the river runs to the sea
It does not question the flow
Nor anticipate the future
It does not pause to fear, or evaluate
Those things we so often do
As life presents us with change
From today on
Shall we flow into our own newness
Joyously, with abandon
For change is inevitable
And the sea is potent with possibilities.