Today is a handful, or slightly less, of seeds

Today
the Earth fell from beneath my feet
but it was not
an unusual occurrence
because yesterday
the same occurred.
I woke,
I stood,
I put my feet upon the ground,
I lifted my arms,
stretched,
and looked to the windows,
where recently,
i hung scraps of cloth,
to obscure the view.
of them,
or me?
It does not matter.
I know there are times,
we belong to no one
but ourselves and God in our heart,
and those moments are
simple
pure
real.
they are the moments,
God willing,
when the rest of the world
stands back
and does
not come through our door uninvited
and we have moments
just for thanks and gratitude
that we are
in those moments ok.
It will be the harrowing moments after
of self realization
CNN or Fox News
where we may doubt our own
definition.
So long as we hold
strong
in the moments in between
we can gather courage
like beans
or seeds
kernals
in a pocket
promising a different now.
Peace to you. We send such loving thoughts your way.
Surface Earth