each day upon waking
i congratulate myself
for taking unconscious breaths
and remaining alive
this, the celebration
is performed with breakfast,
with breathing, with warming liquid.
ritual strengh brings importance to regular
recalling eagerly declaring ‘the best’ things..
a reminder of how it quickly grows tiresome, forethought
predicts if everything’s better;
nothing competes at all.
positive acceptance is different
than competitive ultimatums.
do not sell yesterday short by
each experience, no matter how we judge,
is ours for the taking, and making
‘the best’ out of it.
in this way, i guess, where nothing is best over lost
rather finding the Best part of living,
find joy in each agony. Find this jar of
collected best moments in a thousand tomorrows,
thanking yesterday’s martyrs for sacrifice.