Dawning Creations

It takes time to do anything.
It takes time to believe in everything.

I haven’t felt this feeling in years.
There’s so many joyous moments in tears.

I haven’t woken a single day not singing.
Could this be what I’ve been waiting for?

It takes time to do anything impossible with the twists and turns life gives you.
It takes a miracle on Easter Sunday, finding a pot of gold on Saint Patricks Day, right there at the end of the rainbow.

You haven’t looked so good.
Your eyes shine and you conquer as you should.
Meeting every goal ahead of time.
You’re an inspiration of mine.

It takes time to think the unstoppable plot, the one that roots you in your hot seat, writing ideas until your fingers ache.

It takes time to find those precious words you’ve been searching for.
Though it seems that you have found them.

Your eyes are alive and mine see you, new and vibrant as the rising sun.
I never fully could appreciate all of you.
I’ve seen you now and I’ll never go back to who I was before, not after this.

I never could fathom that this would just take time to fall to pieces and together again.

I never thought I could be grateful for sorrow.

I’ve been searching for years and always found I kept coming up empty, until I just stopped looking and let go.