A Moment In Morning Prayer
I am happy here.
Even though at times I still want selfish things
And I hate that, yet still I lust for what I don't have.
But I know I will look back on these times like I do with all the periods of my life and reminisce, because I escape to good memories in the past. I miss them, their simplicity, and always wish to feel that way again. I draw healing energy from my memories.
So when I do, I want to think back on this period of time now and feel good. I want to feel I know I was happy back "then" which is "now", my present..
So I want to learn to appreciate more.
Love my present, I only get it once.
It truly is a gift.
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