Life is in you, and the day is the present.
It is a journey; the day is the journey.
Time changes.
Space is all we have.
Time is chasing time; it moves further and further away.
The day, the present is the gift.
The gift is the constant; the cycle.
Row, row, row your boat until you are worn out. Habit is the music that propels your muscles, the sweet dance.
What you take, what you leave, and what you do – that is the present.
Happy is habit.
Alone is God.
God is love, the flow that drives.
Stay still and listen.
The day is the gift.
Understand the row, and row your present past the trees, spectators, and detractors.
Fear; slay that evil.
Follow the River and The Source…
By Akelle Waguma
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