Simple
It has all been
simpler than I believed.
And I am finally of an age
where I can remember
and embrace every tragedy
that has forced me to a simpler place.
The love of those I love.
The chance to do good work.
A place to worship, write and create.
Empty space to grow and dream.
It is enough.
It always was,
whether I realized it or not.
About this poem
I used to think I needed more. I have come to understand I need less. And I am grateful for the events in my life that have taught me that lesson.
Life is good.
Tom
