Poetry

May My Life Be Boring

May My Life Be Boring

May my life be boring. May I wake in peace, may I feel nothing but gratitude for my existence. May I hear only birdsong, feel the wind in my hair, the warmth of the sun on my face. May I embrace the truth that all life is precious, including mine. May I look forward, in expectation, not fear. May I look beyond myself and see into the souls of others. May I simply be.

4 May 2021

Jon Collins

Jon Collins

Word weaver, tale teller, singer of songs, baker and candlestick maker. Pattern whisperer. Distiller of clarity from complexity. Professional focus on software delivery, with all that enables it.
Cotswolds, UK