Remember This

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Up before the sun, and now the sun has risen
I am rooted, grounded, walking the line between content, complacent
here
Living the dream, returning to the nightmare
Life is but a dream, the nightmare is the suffering and while so many are suffering no one can truly be free
Time marches on, flies, keeps on keeping on and time stands still, sits still, lays down, dies

I sit up straighter, breathe in because I’ve been holding my breath
Laughter is the best medicine
Meeting brothers and sisters on the path, mentors and friends
My feet hurt but I can still walk
My hips are creaky but I can still move as I please
My mind is sharp and I can still travel with grace

It’s good to go
It’s good to come back
It’s good to be
For so much I am grateful.