sometimes instructions over-complicate a task that we understand
from each negative we can create, if we choose something positive
i’ve heard the tales told that out beyond my window the world, it still turns
to see a flower blooming where it chose to grow sends a message: hope
two small moons orbit a large planet, or are they two coins and a bowl
hidden in plain sight surprises aren’t, really if we understand
cautiously i wake to face an uncertain world in uncertain times
worries of the day can wait; the sun is rising and i will be there
if you see something stop before you say something ask: what did i see?
rain on the window pane, drops vie for attention with white clouds / blue sky
uptown jack 