A short poem for those like me, still seeking….
Sweet life
let me find kindness in the company of others,
and be the mirror that gives it back.
Let me find my tribe,
my imperfect, beautiful people,
each cracked in our own particular way,
yet turning, always turning,
like sunflowers who never stopped believing
the sun would come back for us.
I am more than I can even imagine.
And still I imagine.
And still I turn toward the light.
By Tony Stockwell







