Stumbling

I stumble my way through my days.
With no real concept of time
And no intended direction 
I’m just living.
I move at a gentle pace,
Often sinking into my thoughts
And allowing my imagination 
To take the lead.
Patiently, I let my mind
And my body
Decide what I need
And where I need to be.
I’m taking the world in,
And soon, it will open its arms.
Come, take a moment
To stumble with me.

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