Maybe. . .That's Everything

 

To see a bloom of an orchid and appreciate its intricacies. 

To have a home.

To know the edge of a wood, the curve of a road, the way the sun travels in its courses through the year. 

To hear a running creek, swollen with rain and trickling with drought.

To have a place where you feel loved.

 

Maybe. . . that’s everything 

Simple pleasures 

and days with gratitude 

among people you love 

in a place filled 

with beauty and wonder.