Awakened much too early
Anxiety wins
poetry, prose, and photography
In dark woods thriving
Nourished by the richest earth
Glorious nature
Distasteful flavors
Yet I find them beautiful
With potential death
Gregorian chant
Reaches deep within my soul
Carries me upward
My body burning
This evening of taekwondo
Strengthening my heart
Morning rainfall
Multiple circles birthed
Moisture collected
Embracing your dreams
Live a life filled with purpose
The reward is joy
At this late hour
My mind prattles forth nonsense
Memories break free
Each minute pops up
Opportunities to spend
Always needing more