Not all moments have to move the heart.
There is comfort in the stillness of a mediocre book
Not all landscapes have to stop the breath.
There is beauty in the spruces under thinly weeping skies
Not all meals have to melt the mouth.
There is dinner in the noodles with the cheaply flavored sauce
Not all friendships have to last for life.
There is closeness in the kindness of the student on exchange
Not all lovers have to mate the soul.
There is sweetness in the playfulness of someone for tonight
Not all poems have to be your best.
There’s fulfillment in the writing of whatever comes today
Not all workouts have to finish strong.
There’s achievement in the running of whatever roads you can
Not all catch-ups have to be planned out.
There’s connection in the phone-call in the random minutes free
Not all journeys have to reach the peak.
There’s adventure in the walking on a rainy afternoon
Not all times have to be good.
The flavor of time is how you taste it, not how it tastes
