Blessings rise,
Unnoticed by the mind.
The mornings gaze simply resting on next…
Where do I go?
What do I do?
How, when and maybe why?
Daily chimes,
Running through my head.
But my heart ticks here.
Calls the attention of my running mind.
Place your attention here,
Notice with this gaze,
There are blessings on the rise.
Julia Stolk (c)