Discarded and cast aside,

my gratitude journal gathered dust

The only entry, Once Upon a Time,

just fading ink on a wrinkled page



Taking ownership of happiness

that could be mine, should be mine

took time as I searched for my lost pen

buried beneath experiences long passed



Stepping from shadows explored to completion,

I invited the warm summer sun to bathe my body and mind

with the feeling of gratitude itself

as I walked away from empty spaces



Refreshed and renewed, my journey landed

somewhere beneath that moonlit sky

where possibilities danced with twinkling stars

and awareness of blessings flowed



Rushing to capture this new found bounty

in that reclaimed journal, my now steady hand

raced across a crisp page as fresh ink inscribed

Forever Upon A Time





photo: Pixabay



prompts: #Storytime Sunday, Natalie Louise Fox, Mind with Matter