Fresh Kills _ Anticipation - Day 35

Anticipation - Day 35

The tent is raised. The lights are on. I am ready to go.

I am ready to move on.

I am ready to play a ghost for a moment or two.  Share something with some loved ones in dreams.  Whisper a prayer, or a hope and maybe even a winning lottery number.

I am pumped.

I am ready to go.

Death caught me unexpectedly and I thought it was unfair.

In the overall balanced scheme of things, they happen with a reason and a purpose as much as they happen by chance.

Yin.

Yang.

Live.

Breath.

Learn.

Love.

Be.

Be.

I await by the door, the gateway, at the end of the path, my path.

I am ready but there is a timed lock on the door.

Everything within its time.

Everything within its full purpose.