The Creative Realm

A quiet cup, a steady breath,
A life unburdened, light as rest.
Less on the shelf, less in the mind,
And suddenly, more peace you find.

No measuring heart against another,
No borrowed dreams, no hidden agenda,
Your path is yours—unrushed, aware,
Simple footsteps, sacred air.

Spaces cleared, Room to breath,
Each object known, each purpose named.
What remains is calm and true—
Room for grace to move through you.

The sweetest things need little show,
A simple mailbox placed in the row,.
Garnish is not the meal we seek,
But truth that steadies strong and meek.

Remember the One who makes all new,
Who keeps each promise firm and true.
Creator, Sustainer, love made way,
Redeemer guiding night to day.

So live unburdened, heart sincere,
Expect what matters, hold it near.
In quiet trust your days unfold—
A simple life, more rich than gold.