Day 119: Stardust

Morning sun on the cheek of a newborn

Climbing the ladder of life

The rungs along the way

Shake and break

Becoming lessons to mend

Lake waves paddle in the shore

Bringing in the day and night

Streaming down the tears and laughter

As we walk our steps of the day

Never knowing that our decisions form

From the infinite whirlpool surrounded by self

Leaving behind smooth rocks for us to skip

In the end

Simple is acceptance

Letting the cold winds blow down the tower we built

To make way

For the morning

Sun