I woke up next to her again
To that blooming goddess
Of warmth and beauty.
I woke up to the joyful squeals
Of two healthy children
Just happy for another day.
My hearing degrades
With each new frequency
My daughters voice discovers,
Fearlessly trailblazing
The uncharted waters of sound.
My mind is blown by the fact
That my son of five
Is imagining stories far beyond me,
A natural storyteller.
I have everything I need.
Some days I’m plagued with worry
Doubt and cynicism.
But today,
Today is good.
– Vagabond Prophet
Vagabond Prophet 