in this moment everything goes the way it must go…

in the morning


in the morning, in the light, perhaps,

we see the clarity of night

re-examined, our doubts laid bare, exposed,

not right, not wrong, but who knows, maybe,

in this moment everything goes

the way it must go, and in the very next,

another truth, but still it’s you.

So I’m here, slipping up, sometimes scared of the dark, of you

of what I don’t know, and

yet I am here, beside you, another day, but still it’s you.

Mila (Jacob Stetser)

Mila is a writer, photographer, poet & technologist.

He shares here his thoughts on Buddhism, living compassionately, social media, building community,
& anything else that interests him.

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  1. That poem is beautiful. Joy comes in the morning. I love those moments when clarity and peace come to me. I’ll have to show this one to your Dad when he gets up.