When sad things happen along the way,
I have to stop and ponder
So I can return to the wonder
Of the majesty of Life.
Sometimes…when tears fill my eyes
And my heart can feel the sighs,
I have to lift up my spirit
Because the mundane has stolen my joys…
Over a trifle of no importance.
Sometimes, when my feet are leaden,
My body weighs heavy from sadness,
Laughter beckons me with a smile:
“Follow me,” she says,
And I do, so willingly.
Sometimes, the sun breaks out from behind the clouds
Of confusion and despair,
Lighting my way along the path
To a profusion of colors and scents
In my garden of Peace.
The flowers that grow there
Grow nowhere else in this world.
One sniff brings Heaven,
Along with the sight of the Beauty
That guides me along my way.
Refreshed, I return to my world.
I hear the birds singing…
My being is winging
Its way aloft
To Higher pursuits more fitting.
No longer a broken-winged bird,
Caged in my unhappiness.
I am free to flit and float
In the sunlight,
Singing my song.
Drifting along to a happier sound am I…
No longer tied to the woes and agonies.
They are but a moment in Reality.
I do not feel bound to them anymore.
Sometimes, I am Spirit, and It is enough.
Are you willing to release
whatever is weighing you down
so you, too, can soar?
I often ask myself, “What do I choose to be today: bud, blossom, or withered stem?
The thoughts and feelings I dwell on will determine my choice:
The bud is my tomorrow…
The withered stem is my yesterday…
The blossom is NOW — this moment.
The choices I make today will determine what buds are made tomorrow.
Out of the cocoon of my yesterdays
comes what is happening today.
Today, I can choose once again to be reborn
into a new sense of awareness.
Again, I ask myself, “What will I choose?”
What do you want to choose?
Would you rather cling to those withered stems,
refusing to let go because of some worth you attached to them?
Could they ever again produce a bud or blossom?
Remember the good those stems once brought to you,
and choose to begin today to look for buds and blossoms.
They are all around you, if you but look.
They come in all colors, shapes, and sizes.
Widen your horizons and focus!