To grow

I think I got it wrong

All those times when I wailed defeatedly

“Everything has already been written!”

It has not.

For the universe is not the same today

as it was yesterday

Everything keeps changing.

The morning, with its soft glow

Invites us all to begin again,

To show up

To grow.

(Photo by Simon Hesthaven on Unsplash. Thank you, Simon)