Morning

 

Morning 

The start of a new day is full of promise 

What can be accomplished 

Who can I meet

Where can I go

When will true happiness be realized 

Why am I here

The day is spent in routine 

Doing the usual things 

With the usual people 

In the familiar places 

At the required times

For the same reasons 

This is not inherently bad 

Unless there is nothing gained 

No one impacted

No ground taken

Time spent with no return 

Living in a fog

All it takes is a decision 

To seek out your goals

With people who will motivate 

In places where you are celebrated 

For as long as it takes 

To fulfill your purpose 

The end of the day brings reflection 

Did anything get accomplished 

Was anyone affected 

Any terrain traversed

Time invested

Which brought me closer to THE reason 

Rest is needed instead of regret 

Because there’s still a what 

Many more whos 

Places unexplored 

By grace, more time 

But the same reason 

So sleep, dream, ponder, imagine 

Tomorrow could be the day …