don’t just stand there
don’t wallow in yourself
experience
discover a grain of sand
among the gazillions of things
you can fascinate yourself with
let the winds
blow you
to a clearing in the forest
to the inner sanctum
the blissful peace within
let the winds
drive you
onto the vast open desert
so sparse
so full of life
to find a single cactus rose
obsess on it
let this trivial miracle
reveal to you
something you can love
and then
perhaps
you can love yourself