I'm not done

In the exploration of my soul,
Those dearest helped me find control.

A way to look at what I’ve learned,
Let it serve, and not get burned.

There’s news to see; I’ve just begun.
My life is rich, though I’m not done.

I contemplate the dreams, so real,
That feed me with their precious meal.

Where I can go, and what I do,
depends on me, and not on you.

My time well spent in healing sun.
Continues on, as I’m not done.

Welcome reality

Last week the stars fell. I stood on the ground glancing up. One by one they came down, circling me, then disappearing. Each one a revealing light of knowledge. Each one contained a bit of my reality. Each one brought it's sadness and it's joy. For the first time, in a long time, I feel more balanced. I treasure everything I have.