An abundance of time…
An abundance of love…
An abundance of ideas…
An abundance of desires, dreams, thoughts…
An abundance of fears and anxiety…
An abundance of feelings… inadequacy, weirdness…
An abundance of joy…
An abundance of things to create, to do, to give…
An abundance of possibilities.
An abundance of mistakes, of past choices, of choices not made…
An abundance of opportunities not taken…
An abundance of excuses.
There is so much.
And my mind always fixates on the lack of…
On what is not…
On what I wish it was that is not…
There is an abundance of inconformity.
An abundance of not doing anything about it.
An abundance of waining…
An abundance of self-pitying.
And the world… oh the world…
There is an abundance of hate
An abundance of envy
An abundance of lost people
An abundance of people that have been abandoned
Forgotten.
An abundance of pushing, crushing, hurting…
An abundance of greed
And abundance of taking, conquering, owning…
things, people, places…
How I wish there was an abundance of wonder…
An abundance of magic…
An abundance of acceptance, of love
TRUE LOVE
An abundance of togetherness, oneness…
An abundance of hope…
An abundance of remembering…
An abundance of mirrors (not sponges)
An abundance of kairos…
An abundance of people sharing their gifts with the world
An abundance of smiles, of looks, of people BEING with people…
of hugs.
An abundance of the sounds that the breeze makes when they are trees, when they are waves, when they are birds…
An abundance of dreams come true…
An abundance of things that don’t make sense but that we don’t need for them to make it.
And I think there is…
Abundance of all things
Good and Bad
What am I choosing to see?
What do I want to see?
What do I want to receive?
What do I want to give?
What do I want to create more of?
How can I be part of the abundance that I want to see more of?
#shittypoetrymonth
