May Be

Provo River last spring. No green today, but just as peaceful.

I went for a long walk today along the Provo River.

 Sunshine and blue skies made it the perfect day for reflecting and pondering. 

I took a notebook along and stopped for awhile to write out some thoughts. 

The thoughts turned out to be very random and mostly sentimental, 

but one has stuck with me: 

The word maybe is used in place of perhaps 

without stopping to realize that may 

is permission to be.

I'm going to keep pondering that.