We live in a complex world.
Times are hard to fathom.
There’s so much around and yet,
so little — to be truly be happy with.
When things seem to be going nowhere,
when it’s easier to shed a tear than hide behind a fake smile,
or when hope vanishes with the last patch of blue above;
morning comes along.
And when it feels like you’re standing alone on this side,
Or the night won’t end, morning will come.
That big fiery ball of gas will read your tired mind,
and shine brighter than anything else you’ve seen before,
giving you a sign,
everything will be OK.
That’s what mornings are.
A new day.
A new beginning.
The chance of a first attempt after many failed second attempts,
an opportunity to wipe the slate clean,
and start all over.
For the dark night has long passed.
This is a beautiful entry ! Recently, I haven’t feel great to be honest. Each morning is difficult… difficult to get up and go to work. But the future is bright, I should think that I will feel better soon 🙂
I know exactly how you feel, Gin! I wrote this post to remind myself how great mornings are. 🙂 Things will work out. They always do. I’m sure you’ll feel “ALIVE” again! 🙂
I hope so 🙂 I will reply to your email to discuss more about it 🙂
Haha!Yeah sure! 🙂
I hear you 🙂 Starting all over in the morning after a bad day feels like a gift of opportunity.
You say it well! 🙂
Truly beautiful Cheryl. A post full of hope and joy and optimism which is just what I need right now. Thank you.
Thanks, Miriam. We could all do with some hope and optimism! Lately, I find myself veering towards despondency, but I fight the urge and try to look at the bright side. So much sunlight here and that’s what I love about mornings. The possibility of a new start. I’m so glad we get that opportunity, every morning.
So very true and so well said. Stay happy my friend, life’s too short to stay down and despondent for too long (but I know what you mean). xo
Thanks so much for the support, Miriam! Hugs!