like a programmed minion

i have been searching.

for years.

a lifetime; and then some.

it occurred to me this morning-

the birds chirp

the tires swoosh

the sun touching the rooftops

my heart lifting and peaceful

i can stop that.

at some point we find what we have spent

this lifetime searching for.

it does not mean it is over-

this life-

it means it has begun.