every day -- a lifetime.

morning comes and i wake -- rested flesh and bones; a rejuvenated soul.
i try to start each day with a simple meditation, a quiet moment --
a silent prayer of gratitude for another chance to make better, everything that is within my power to make better.

then, the demands of the day start knocking into my consciousness, not a second late.

out to the sea of life i set my self adrift.

then night comes -- exhausted flesh and bones; a weary soul retires.
but before that i end each day with a simple meditation, a quiet moment --
a silent prayer of gratitude for that other chance to make better everything that is within my power to make better.

every day -- a lifetime.

-Cristina