The blues chased me again today,
and I was tired, so instead of running
I paused, closed my eyes
and took a deep breath...
and together, my heart and I
turned to face them,
and for awhile we listened,
their story was sad,
but it was just a story,
a familiar one,
made up to protect me
but one that would only
keep me in the shadows...
because it wasn't a true story,
it wasn't who I was
or who I wanted to be,
So I thanked the blues
and we turned to face the sun,
we inhaled deeply, closed our eyes,
and basked in her warmth...
and it was in that moment,
we finally understood
we had a choice
we could listen to the blues,
or choose the miracle,
and since the sun felt so much better,
with a sigh of relief
we turned our backs on the blues,
and feeling blessed, gave thanks for the sun,
and the moon, and the stars,
and all the little miracles
we knew would be waiting for us that day...
Here's to choosing miracles...
Sending love and light, and good vibrations,
Penny Bowman
