before the sun
this morning i just needed to sit
and listen to the sounds of Life
rise up all around me
is it because i myself am low?
is it because today i rose weighted?
i watch the clean clouds shift into a soft melon, with the periwinkle sky winking through.
is that a promise?
a melody of sweetness to come?
there will always be better days and days that overcome the dark nights before
but what if i cant overcome the things ive done and who ive become? what if the negativity weighs me down to a lower me?
then i will rise up again. i will keep rising and continue to work with the weight, to carry it, or to free myself from it altogether.
for just like the sun, everyday, we are all called to Rise.