The Good Luck

Focus on the good luck

The rocket lands in the ocean

By sheer luck nothing catches on fire this weekend,

We are healthy- alive- under quiet dry skies,

Birds chirp, leaves rustle, even as you scroll the News like you know you shouldn’t

You see the tragedy, worse than you can imagine in terms of Doomsday Scenarios,

But somehow you give yourself permission to not let it send you back into the cave,

You’ve got the walk, you’ve got the talk,

Time to be brave.

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