06/18/2024
UNDER CONSTRUCTION
Forty-seven rotations around the sun,
A journey where each year is a milestone won.
In the vast expanse of time and space,
I find myself, under construction, seeking grace.
Lessons etched in the sands of years gone by,
Whispers of wisdom as days swiftly fly.
Detachment, my guiding light, my serene guide,
Reveals truths that within, I cannot hide.
Immune to the chaos, I stand tall and strong,
Meditation, my haven, where I truly belong.
In the quiet, I hear the universe's song,
A melody of growth, where I right the wrong.
Each dawn, a canvas, a chance to renew,
To learn, to adapt, to see the world anew.
Health of the body, mind, and soul align,
Creating the best version of this self of mine.
Under construction, with each passing day,
Brick by brick, I mold the clay.
A temple of resilience, where dreams reside,
Built with love, and with courage fortified.
Forty-seven rotations, a testament of time,
A symphony of moments, both subtle and sublime.
In this grand journey, I stand with pride,
Crafting a life where the best version resides.
So here's to the lessons, the growth, the strife,
To the art of living this wondrous life.
Under construction, yet beautifully free,
Each step a note in my life's melody.
©Keisha Christian 2024
