All that matters today

Get lost.

Be found.

Lost and found all over,

again and again and again.

To the world

we simply are

dust in the wind.

Here one day, gone tomorrow.

Sooner the better?

Better not be today. We have poems to write, quilts to sew, books to read, flowers to grow, cookies to bake, children to rock and souls to listen to, to hear their story. 

This! This is all that matters! 

Advice Poetry Soul Journal

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