Morning at the Lake

I take breaths

Sitting, stretching tendons

Nurturing Self

Staring at leaves

Red, then yellow then green

A fireworks show– not for me alone

But one that I get to witness and partake in

Thinking to think

Laughing– asking questions

Not to produce

But to reflect

Not to achieve

But to be

Pauses are a part of the dance

These are the moments

They cannot be represented in coins or bills

Not faces made and printed

They extend beyond myself

A life touching others

The true value of living

Invaluable