More To Come

1000 stories yet to come...that's an uplifting thought 

for someone who feels on the down slope of life?  

Why?  Why do I feel that?  

Is the story over because life is quiet?

Is the story over when the days seem blessedly routine?

I'm contemplating my "more to come."

May it come gently, even with tenderness.

May I appreciate the drama in the dailies.

The growth occurring in unseen regions.

May I continue to grow up.

Open myself to myself

for clues and guidance 

on the story of now.

Try something new.

Revisit something "old".

Seek out my version

of beauty.

Live gratefully 

in the Land of Plenty.

kastilwell