There is never a second lost in the world
like everything has a purpose
Everything results in something

Some impacts are so minuscule
you forget and ignore them
but they still exist

We worry what the purpose is
and we worry we don’t have one
yet we keep making a difference

It is ok to not know
it is ok to drift through it
it is ok to pause and reflect

There is a movement
you are a speck in that flow
don’t change it, just be it

Categories: National Poetry Month, Poetry

Tags: National Poetry Month, Poetry