I live here...

there is a place for you here

inside, you’ll find a hook for your coat

a spot for your shoes

and a chair to ease your weary feet.

there is a space for you here

inside of my heart

where the caverns and vessels have been cleared for your presence

to pump in and out of me

becoming a part of me

you are welcome here

you are wanted here

you are already here

will you find your place, your space, your nook in the crannies left waiting for you?

better yet, is there a space inside of you as cozy, as warm, as welcoming for me?

or is your door rusted shut, with the curtains drawn and the lights sitting dormant waiting for the true resident to fill this vacancy of yours?

Random Thought of the Day


Random Thought of the Day

I’ve been pondering this idea for a few days now, what do you think?

Is it possible for “bad timing” to exist in a world where we always say “everything happens for a reason?”

I don’t know, I’ve been told that this isn’t as deep as I’m making it out to be, but I’m curious…

Is it possible? Or just a way for us to keep from moving forward? Would we rather choose to live in the past relishing the moment that was? Or should we remember to enjoy the beauty of the present?