I accept

All the things around me

The harsh warmth of an Indian afternoon,

The confused colors of the evening,

Sheer darkness of night regardless of moon,

And everything between the end and beginning.

I have been trying to change my life,

But all I could change was my perspective.

I can’t seem to change the story, Though I attempt to shift the narrative.

I’ll fulfill my dream before being embraced by mortality.

But today,

I accept my reality.

From my,
21st Century Emily Dickinson Award Winning Book "North Star"