We always reach for the next big thing.
A place to belong and some meaning to bring.
A cause to campaign for, a light on the scene.
Contentment is something to get, not to be.
We reach for the brass ring, while dawn breaks–unseen!
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My response to Björn’s Quadrille prompt using the word “dawn.” Come join us, read, and comment at
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This so relevant. Beautiful!
You captured the essence of striving perfectly — and that in our striving we often miss the beauty that is already there.
Oh, I like this. Such a good reminder. The rhyme scheme makes me think of Victorian samplers.
Nicely describing the many who are blind-sided by striving, instead of living.
Never stop reaching, Crystal! We could all use some improvement; striving for something better! A beauty of a write!