The Illusion

Morning sunshine fills the room
Blue sky
Golden leaves

Looking around I see the chaos of life
And I long to sort it
Make order
Create Peace

Not entirely true
The illusion that if I create it
It will be

Learning to rest
In the midst
Of the chaos of life.

Thanks for heart-composting with me! I appreciate your words.

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