Sometimes,
I forget
that no matter
how difficult,
nay,
near impossible
life may seem,
.......... inevitably,
and regardless,
change will come.
Sometimes,
I forget
that no matter
the horridness
and ugliness that
may come my way,
.......... inevitably,
and regardless,
beauty will come.
Sometimes,
I forget
that no matter
how tired,
exhausted and
fatigued
I may feel,
.......... inevitably,
and regardless,
renewal will come.
Sometimes,
I forget
that no matter
how lonely and
isolated
I may feel,
.......... inevitably,
and regardless,
communion will come.
Sometimes,
I forget
that no matter
how much my
body aches and
slowly deteriorates,
.......... inevitably,
and regardless,
wisdom will come.
Sometimes,
I forget
that no matter
how many tears
I shed or hold back,
.......... inevitably,
and regardless,
joyfulness will come.
Sometimes,
I forget
that no matter
how distressed and
anguished my
soul may be,
.......... inevitably,
and regardless,
peace will come.
Sometimes,
I forget
that no matter
how dark
tomorrow may seem,
.......... inevitably,
and regardless,
a fresh new day will come.
(Citizen Z)
Dear reader, if perhaps my poem seem
a little unrealistically positive, I'll let you in on
a secret of mine. When I feel at my most darkest
I force myself to write something uplifting and hopeful.
Usually doing so helps me grab on to a kernel
of hope.
about the image: pastels on large canvas
(The mess painting with pastels creates is
overwhelming and it gets into everything!)
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