Only One Thread

I awoke with one resolution upon the whisper of my heart. That this day, this day would be the sole purpose and meaning of my life. Tis the only day I have. Should tomorrow come, I will again whisper this day, this day is the sole purpose and meaning of my life.

If when my spirit leaves this physical form, I am to look back upon the chalice that carried my light and smile, then this day I must greet the day with open hands and eyes, full faced, unshielded and vulnerable. And as it is the only day I have, to be bold enough to say

I am beautiful. 

I am strong.

I am lovable.

I am worthy.

I know how to love.

I have and do love.

I know joy.

I know despair.

I know both without judgment.

I am not perfect.

I know my imperfections exist within Perfection.

I am a writer.

I have a poet's yearning.

I have the heart of a child.

I have but this day to say, "I love you."

Namaste.