Enough is as good as a feast

There were times while I was desperately pursuing and pushing for something higher, I intermitted, and thought of the low hanging fruits that I'd bagged along the way. This is when I would feel blessed, blissful and contented.

There is this sudden state of tranquillity, and I would hold on to it long enough before the next pebble drops in and rippled the placid water in my mind.

Am grateful for everyone, everything that comes into my life.