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growing happiness

today i read a good – but difficult – book.  and i cried.  and cried more.  and wondered why the world is the way it is.  why life is like this.  why do we have to have death and loss, sorrow and anguish?  but even while wondering this, i knew that i wouldn’t trade my sorrows.  all of my hurts and pains have made me stronger, or more compassionate, more diligent, or more wise.  all of my losses have made me grateful for what i do have, and hopeful that i can appreciate the beauty in life while it is in front of me, instead of worrying about what MIGHT happen, or focusing on the hardships.

and hopefully, as i focus more on the good than the bad, more of the good will come to me, and remind me of the wonder of life, in all its challenges.

still, i wish i could write some decent poetry when i’m NOT depressed

a sad street

 

I’m tired today.

My body feels like it’s forgotten to sleep for about forty years, and it’s finally realized this omission. 

But my heart feels this way today as well.  Like my heart is walking down a lonely, rainy street and spies something, and bends down to pick it up.  My heart looks curiously at this newfound thing, but doesn’t seem to know what it is.  My heart rolls this thing around in its hand, and it feels uncomfortable.  It hurts.  It’s sharp and painful.  It makes my heart sad.  My heart doesn’t know what this is, doesn’t recognize it, but puts this thing in its pocket and continues on its way, until it finds something else that makes it sad, and lonely, and confused.

And with pockets full of unknown sorrows, my heart continues its journey, crying as it goes.