Awoke

Today was another interesting day.
I can never guess what’s coming my way.
I see bitter is always mixed with sweet
And that I never know what joy or sorrow I’ll meet.
But right now the last thing I want to do is retreat.

I was sad today and I almost cried.
But not once today have my feelings lied.
I was able to share in others’ sorrows.
I hope somehow I helped them through the time pain borrows.
I pray we can share this through our tomorrows.

I found myself confused today- but I don’t know-
I suppose this is how I’m learning to grow.
My thoughts spin around and become entwined
And I never know what I’ll find
As the new comes and I slowly leave the old behind.

I felt nervous today as I said a little I needed said.
But it’s good to get a little out of my head.
And for once I don’t regret the words I spoke.
Life may be a riddle to which I’ve awoke
But I have to say that it’s definitely no joke.

I met someone today I’d seen but to whom I’d never spoken.
And in some small way saw how my life’s not broken.
For if we can care and be there for strangers
Why do we think we can’t make it through our dangers?
Maybe we should remember this when we feel our angers.

I have been strangely filled today with a piece of peace
Filling the heart from which my emotions release.
I know in the end it’s all going to be right
For the pain I’ve felt has given me new sight
To let me bask in Your abounding light.

I was reminded today of how my heart was torn in two
But at least those pieces know what love can do.
At least years from now I’ll look back and see this
As so much more than a hit and miss.
I’m okay with not feeling perfect bliss.

Today I struggled with the same old things.
But even a child enjoys the back and forth motion of swings
For, for a split second you could fly through air
And the drop was okay; you knew going back up would be just as fair.
And maybe this exhilaration shouldn’t be that rare.

Today I took a step closer to becoming who I am
And left another footprint behind in my path’s sand.
I don’t think anyone at all becomes himself
Until he reaches the end, closes eyes, and spends his last health.
For only then is he done changing, loving, and giving his wealth.

--Written by Sandy Heights
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