Right now, I am here
feet dusty,
heart light,
breath slow like the golden hour.
I’ve met someone who sees
the same honey-glow in the sky,
calls it beautiful
in a language my soul remembers.
The road is long, yes
but today,
I laugh with the wind,
sip stillness like lemonade,
and find connection in unexpected places.
Gratitude hums in my chest
not for answers,
but for the questions that brought me
to this very now.
We’re all heading home,
one curve at a time.
And damn if the view
isn’t worth the drive.