I am watching the
Clouds across the sky.
I am immersed in the wind blowing.
I have more than plenty blessings
I have more bounty and more abundance.
I know this feeling
The feeling that there is more.
More, I could be learning.
More, I could be doing.
More, I could be loving.
Where is the service in my wee life?
Perhaps, it is in the moment of contemplation?
Perhaps, it is in the moment of listening to a child?
Perhaps, it is in this moment of divine discontent
When I want to do more that is worth while.