Good morning, new day
I want to welcome you
With arms open wide
I long to make room
In every receptive way
For your ordinary wonder
And let hope bloom strong
Within by gift of grace
Yesterday is over
But today is here
Tomorrow is a maybe
But today is here
We underestimate the power of today
Wasting it on the could have beens
Living like we are destiny-controlling gods
When we are-but dust
Today is our present
Our gods-given miracle
Make one year a series of
365 individual well-lived todays
Welcome to Wolvden, giver of gifts and bringer of the small yet powerful comforts. Welcome to the world where eyes watch you in secret, protecting you from what may be and what has been. The world where the howls of wolves remind you to live in the present, their thick, deep fur neath your hand keeping you grounded and reminding you that you are safe and loved.
-Aphantasia