Blessings

I sit here and
I attempt to contemplate the simple and complex beauty of the sea,

The sun on my face,
The incessant lapping of the waves on the rocks.
But I am disturbed by my lack of feeling settled with all aspects of my life,

And these thoughts interrupt my peace.
Then I realize that I always, seemingly no matter what,
Feel this way.

I take stock of all that is beautiful in my life despite a lifetime of feeling
This way.

Then I sneeze loudly twice and instinctively
Say “God bless you!” to myself.
And I am struck by the
Sweet Irony.

Blessings

I sit here and
I attempt to contemplate the simple and complex beauty of the sea,

The sun on my face,
The incessant lapping of the waves on the rocks.
But I am disturbed by my lack of feeling settled with all aspects of my life,

And these thoughts interrupt my peace.
Then I realize that I always, seemingly no matter what,
Feel this way.

I take stock of all that is beautiful in my life despite a lifetime of feeling
This way.

Then I sneeze loudly twice and instinctively
Say “God bless you!” to myself.
And I am struck by the
Sweet Irony.