Hind-Sight

it seems I have moved into the hind-sight of yesterday. I am looking towards another tomorrow. Taking the time, now, to recollect; weighing regrets and sorrow. The lessons learned, and even the lessons taught, bring a sense of meaning. Meeting love at full circle, brings a sense of being. The seeds I have sown are beginning to flower; evidence of my plow. All the doubts that shadowed me are my footprints now. Contentment consumes me; I am falling blissfully. Living everyday like it was my last and loving the one who is loving me.